Lin Ke had no answer for the moment, but he saw that Master Zhuang at least had no intention of driving him away this time.
So he simply sat cross-legged, moved closer to the stone, and drained the clear tea in one gulp.
Information about Master Zhuang flashed rapidly through his mind, though he did not know whether the theories of these two worlds were similar.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Ke spoke again. "You are not a fish, so how do you know what a fish is?"
Lin Ke thought to answer Master Zhuang with his own words. A calculating thought arose as he tried to take a shortcut.
The old man merely smiled faintly.
Whoom...
Space shuddered again, and Lin Ke returned to the second floor of the Cold Moon Pavilion.
He was not discouraged. It seemed that taking shortcuts would not work, but stalling for time would.
Seeing this, Mo Tianji began entertaining the idea of reaching the third floor first to claim its treasures.
Thus, he wanted Lin Ke to keep trying to challenge the top spot. After all, Master Zhuang was not someone whose challenge could be overcome so easily.
Lin Ke was merely overestimating himself.
Putting on a look of solemn admiration, he said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you truly possess the fine qualities of perseverance and a spirit that never bends, no matter how many setbacks you suffer."
"I admire you. I truly do."
To keep his behavior consistent with his earlier attitude and avoid making his encouragement too obvious,
he added, "If you really do take first place on the Purple Mansion Ranking, Fellow Daoist Lin, I, Mo Tianji, will certainly visit you with a gift to offer my congratulations."
"And to thank you for your help. Without you, we probably would