The river stretched wide, its end nowhere in sight. Vast water mist veiled the distant mountains. The sky was gloomy, with drizzling rain, while raging waves crashed against the shore, rolling up a thousand heaps of snow.
The image froze there.
Chen Yiyi stared wide-eyed at the image before her, still unable to recover from the shock. Chen Mo's reaction was no different.
Li Chunfeng was not surprised by this. He sat quietly in his chair and waited.
Only after a long while did Chen Yiyi finally come back to her senses.
She patted her cheeks with both hands, trying hard to clear her mind.
"Senior Brother Li, what was that... just now?" Chen Yiyi pointed at the paused image and could not help asking.
"A dragon." Li Chunfeng smiled. "You two believe me now, don't you?"
"A dragon..." Chen Mo frowned in thought.
"What are you thinking about, Senior Brother?" Chen Yiyi poked Chen Mo's arm.
"Oh, I was thinking about something." Chen Mo looked up at Li Chunfeng. "Senior Brother, you should know what dragons were described as in those ancient texts, right?"
"Of course I remember." Li Chunfeng nodded. He stood, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked to the center of the courtyard to gaze into the distance, bathed in the morning light. "Wings on their backs, scales covering their bodies, capable of breathing Dragon Breath, with relatively short forelimbs, powerful hind limbs, tails resembling those of snakes, and perhaps bony spines."
Li Chunfeng paused slightly, seemingly arranging his thoughts.
"That is merely one kind. The other appearance is what you saw just now: a long and graceful body, like a snake yet not a snake, a mane growing from its neck, powerful limbs..."
"Senior Brother Li, that white creature we saw just now seemed