White Cloud Pavilion said mildly, "Opinions differ on fortune, but its essence remains the same. Though great fortune inevitably comes with the aura of blades and warfare, if... you can avoid taking lives or harming others, then refrain from harming others for your own gain as much as possible. You must understand that all of these bring karmic consequences later. When the time comes, retribution will naturally follow."
The Gao Lineage head looked thoughtful, understanding only vaguely, yet impressed despite his lack of comprehension.
"Please, Master Bai, show me the way out of this maze and help our Gao Lineage endure without end."
"Follow your heart and act as it guides you. Head Gao, you must be under a great deal of pressure right now."
Speaking mildly, White Cloud Pavilion gently raised a hand. "You need not say anything. I can tell that your pressure must come from... an overwhelming force bearing down from above!"
"And this pressure leaves you neither daring nor able to move!"
"One move would mean the destruction of your Lineage. Is that so?"
Master Bai lowered his eyelids and asked mildly.
"Your discerning eyes blaze like torches, Master. You are absolutely right!" The Gao Lineage head prostrated himself in admiration.
White Cloud Pavilion truly was a figure of legendary, unfathomable mastery. He himself had not said a single word, yet the man had already seen through everything.
That ability alone was enough to shock the world and defy belief.
"Master Bai, what should I do now? How can I let our Gao Lineage tread peril as though it were level ground and turn danger into safety?" Anxious, the Gao Lineage head pressed him for an answer.
White Cloud Pavilion sat upright on the raised dais, his posture straight. He extended two fingers and held them