Wang Shoude fidgeted for a long while before finally pulling a fan from his waist. Blushing, he said, "The sentence is Mr. Gangfeng's, but I wrote the characters."
Li Qingxian took the badly damaged fan and slowly unfolded it.
On the yellowed fan surface, five characters had been written in an extremely childish, crooked hand.
With strong resolve comes far-reaching wisdom.
Li Qingxian stared at it for a while, then slowly said, "They really aren't Mr. Gangfeng's handwriting."
Wang Shoude's face reddened further.
"But Mr. Gangfeng truly liked this saying."
"Right?" Wang Shoude lifted his face, his eyes shining.
Li Qingxian closed the fan and handed it back to Wang Shoude. "How much the fan costs isn't important. Who wrote the characters isn't important. Even whether you understand this saying isn't important. What matters is whether we can live by it—keep doing so, and keep doing so to the very end."
Wang Shoude took it, his eyes widening. "My father said something similar. He said that was how Mr. Gangfeng put it."
"Your father knew Mr. Gangfeng?" Li Qingxian asked.
"My father was falsely accused once. Back then, Mr. Gangfeng was the county magistrate of Qiyuan County, and he helped clear my father's name, bringing the truth to light. Ever since I was little, my father kept talking about it, always praising Mr. Gangfeng. It's a pity Mr. Gangfeng couldn't stay in Qiyuan County forever..."
"You and Gao Jue should cultivate your internal cultivation method together. Circulate the Jade-Clear Archery twelve times, then we'll go over there for breakfast."
"Sure!"
Wang Shoude carefully tucked the fan into his belt. He and Zheng Gaojue found a spot to sit cross-legged, palms, soles, and crown facing heaven, and began circulating the Jade-Clear Archery.
Li Qingxian stood nearby as well, wielding the *Divine