A small crowd of around ten to fifteen people gathered in the middle of the cave, all of watching intently at two people who were fully focused on their discussion, as though completely oblivious that they were being watched.
Nanlan Qianxue's eyes were fixed on her two hands that were busy carving strange symbols into a palm-sized wooden plate.
"How about replacing the second half of the sequence with that of the Golden Lion Sequence? That might bring about a better effect."
The one who spoke was a man seated opposite her. He looked to be in his forties, sporting short black hair and a full moustache.
He looked intently at the wooden plate in Nanlan Qianxue's hands, then looked up towards Nanlan Qianxue.
"...No."
The man frowned at Nanlan Qianxue's response that did not explain anything, but chose not to complain outright. Instead, he turned his gaze back towards the wooden plate and continued observing.
