"Though it's called the Five Sects Alliance, every one of those fellows harbors selfish motives. Be careful when dealing with them," Mu Xuanzhou said, looking at Zhao Feng.
"While I'm here, I can back you up. Once I'm gone, some things will be harder to say."
Zhao Feng's heart tightened. He looked up at Mu Xuanzhou, whose bearing was that of an immortal sage. What did Master Mu mean by that?
"I will heed your teachings, Master."
Zhao Feng bowed as he spoke.
His thoughts, however, had drifted to the wall beside him.
The four bold characters, "Myriad Laws Follow Nature," tempted him to look, like the greedy little worm in his belly when he was a child.
Unconsciously, his gaze settled on those four characters.
His consciousness seemed to be firmly drawn into the calligraphy. Gradually, in his eyes,
The four characters of "Myriad Laws Follow Nature" transformed into four spirit fish, each distinct in form and spirit, yet linked by a shared essence. Unfettered, they swam freely, sometimes joining head to tail, sometimes tussling and playing.
Who knew how much time had passed? Ahem!
At the sound of a soft cough, Zhao Feng abruptly came to his senses and saw Mu Xuanzhou smiling at him from beside him.
"Master, I will take my leave." Zhao Feng bowed respectfully.
"Mm. You may come here whenever you like from now on," Mu Xuanzhou said with a nod.
Only after Zhao Feng's figure disappeared did a trace of surprise surface on his face, which had been as still as an ancient well.
Zhao Feng firmly committed the artistic vision he had just witnessed to memory and hurried back to the Fishing Ground.
"Deacon Zhao!"
"Senior Brother Zhao!"
Li Yong, Zhang Hao, Bai Yong, and the others were both surprised and delighted