"Someone wants to wipe out the Historians. Now is the time to launch the all-out assault."
Cao Gui's Discussion of War put it clearly: battle depends on courage. The first drumbeat rouses it, the second weakens it, and the third exhausts it.
They don't have much strength left to muster, either.
This time, it's a head-on clash. We can't afford to lose, and neither can they. They don't have the courage to attack three times."
Outside the school where Professor Han worked.
Inside a tearoom.
Teacher Xun smiled with sheer, unrestrained delight.
A scholar's fiery spirit, bold enough to command the world.
He was at his weakest, yet his spirits had never been higher.
Teacher Xun's hair had turned completely white. The weariness of old age mingled with deathly aura around him, but his backbone had not softened.
An ailing tiger!
He raised a hand and made a gesture between his eyes.
Imitating triangular eyes.
He said, "In Ming Dynasty history, someone described Yao Guangxiao as having triangular eyes and the appearance of an ailing tiger, with a nature surely given to killing.
In my entire life, I've never taken the initiative to kill anyone. Not a single person.
It might sound a little hypocritical, but from beginning to end, I've never initiated a killing.
I've held to my principles!
Today, I'll make an exception. When the enemy comes out in full force, that's when they expose themselves the most. Xiao Lin went to the Western Sichuan Plateau. There's something there they desperately want to obtain.
So once Young Lin went there, those people were bound to get anxious.
Finding the Mount-Viewing Kiln Factory was already unexpected enough.
They'll think, 'Hey, how did this man find out about this place?'
'Could the Historians have left some contingency here?'
'Hey, shouldn't