The sunlight sank into the sea, rippling the waters. Shoals of ginger or milky fish leisurely crisscrossed, frolicking among themselves when suddenly, an agile nine-eyed eel burst forth on a killing spree, just as it was about to feast, an enormous shadow spread over, slamming straight into the nine-eyed eel, sending the fish scattering in all directions.
The nine-eyed eel sank stiffly downwards and took a while before it could flip over and clearly see the entirety of the shadow, which turned out to be an ancient and dilapidated tower ship.
"The great way of learning lies in illuminating virtuous conduct, in being close to the people, in stopping at utmost goodness,"
The sea was desolate and profound, and the solemn ancient tower ship was already eerie, yet from it still came the occasional thin and hoarse sound of reading, making one shiver without feeling cold.
