Words Formed Sentences, Sentences Formed Chapters, Chapters Layered into Books

There was no need to dwell on the changes at the transcendent level, but these shifts had all arisen from the Karma stirred by words and deeds. They were momentum gathering before release; if nothing followed, they would ultimately have to settle.

Qiu Yan asked Hua She a couple of questions. Instead of relaxing under the questioning, Hua She grew even more nervous. His slightly sallow face instantly flushed crimson, making Hu Ye, Zhang Shun, and the others frown repeatedly.

Hu Ye naturally felt that this servant boy was wasting time, while Zhang Shun believed Hua She had behaved improperly before Qiu Yan.

At the crucial moment, Meng Wei stepped forward two paces and lightly tapped Hua She on the back, bringing him out of his nervousness. Only then did Hua She reply, "Sir, your insight is truly brilliant. I was working at that book-printing house, and I know a little about woodblock carving, which is why I mentioned it."

"Qiu knows a little about woodblock printing as well." Qiu Yan nodded. "I have heard that it is quite convenient. There is no need to copy every word and sentence by hand, which saves considerable time. That time can then be spent studying and learning." With those words, he had effectively set the tone first.

With that, the others found it difficult to refute Hua She with claims that the method was shallow.

Hua She immediately felt his back straighten considerably. He had also heard the whispers around him, and his heart was in turmoil. Caught between advance and retreat, worrying over gains and losses, how could he dare say more?

Now that Qiu Yan had said woodblock printing could save time, it greatly suited Hua She's thoughts. This was also in line with Hua She's own understanding.

"Sir is