The Master saw Wang Yue staring dazedly at Ning Que's retreating figure and said casually, "All right, there's no need to worry. That boy's life was bound to be full of twists and turns, with plenty of setbacks along the way. That was the path he'd chosen. But after meeting you, he always seemed to turn misfortune into good fortune. Still, I don't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing."
Wang Yue came back to himself and understood what the Master meant. He replied nonchalantly, "Then it's a good thing. Even if it is a bad thing, with you around, it'll turn into a good thing."
The Master shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, then said, "We were talking about the 'Bright' volume just now. You're right that the sun and moon make a name. But where did this moon come from? The starry sky is beautiful, but there's no moon up there."
Wang Yue felt a little awkward. He hadn't expected the Master to want to talk about the moon. Wasn't that the sort of thing two people of opposite sexes should discuss to set the mood?
He could only grumble to himself, then replied carelessly, "If there's no moon, then there's no moon. At worst, we can make one ourselves."
The Master gave Wang Yue a meaningful glance, then asked curiously, "How would you make one?"
Wang Yue didn't hesitate. "Thanks to Elder Wei and Elder Yan, Shushan has an engine with enormous thrust. We just need to install one beneath a mountain and push it up into the sky. Then it'll be a moon, won't it?"
The Master stared at Wang Yue, speechless. He felt as if he were trying to play the lute to a cow. No, that wasn't quite right. Li