"Take note, one needs to stay calm in the face of significant events. Being steady during crucial moments always pays off!"
The fisherman, wearing a broad bamboo hat, clad in a straw raincoat, and holding a purple jade staff, watched the eerie crevice constantly extending towards the high sky, and said with a chuckle.
In his eyes, a resplendent light reflected a magnificent figure resting under the Immortal Bell.
"That foreign monk really knows how to stir things up, causing such a massive mess."
A scholar, wearing flowing white robes, was also taking shelter with the fisherman under an archway, and they looked just like two random passersby.
Although their attire seemed quite out of place in this area, there were plenty of strangely attired Taoists and monks in the sky, making them quite inconspicuous on the ground.
