Sanyou Bookstore.
Yellow Flower Cat pressed its flat face against the transparent window, watching with great interest as fierce winds howled and spell-light scattered across the street in a dazzling display. It was so comfortable it was practically about to purr.
Beside him came the bubbling sound of tea boiling on the Red Clay Stove.
"Youth and recklessness are synonymous, in my view. And both are closely connected to 'accidents.' Sometimes, decisions made by 'accidents' are often better than the results of the elders' 'careful deliberation.'"
The gentleman tapped his fingers against the armrest, a trace of reminiscence in his voice. "I gave those words to little Colmar on Christmas, but now I think they seem more suitable for the Su family's little girl."
Bang!
A shard of glass came whistling through the air and slammed into the window frame of Sanyou Bookstore, only a few centimeters from Yellow Flower Cat's flat face.
"Eek."
The flower cat flattened its ears and reluctantly tore its gaze away from the restrained yet fierce battle across the street, turning back to the old man in the recliner. "Just because that kid who runs the bar refused to talk, she smashed up someone else's shop. Won't that give some of the old fogies in the Alliance an excuse to pick a fight...?"
"Only when clouds remain still and thunder makes its voice heard can the weather truly be favorable."
The gentleman's fingertips slid across the armrest as he murmured, "Some remain silent, while others speak up. That is what makes certain others mind their boundaries more carefully... The Su family's little girl reacted very strongly, or rather, her action was very aggressive. It will bring her a little trouble, but it will be very good for Zheng Qing... It will give those scheming fellows