The sky gradually darkened, a gentle breeze fluttering the curtains, a speckled white circle hung in the deep blue horizon.
Chen Shuyun's expression was extremely serious.
"Wizards are emotional monsters, and I need you to grasp this deeply," she said.
Seeing Lin An's earnestness, her tightly furrowed brows also relaxed a bit, as she gently removed her fisherman's hat and placed it aside, letting the breeze blow through her long hair.
"The human heart is an especially complex thing. Our ancestors spoke of 'the heart being like a monkey mind and a galloping horse,' while abroad they talk about 'a fierce tiger locked in the heart,' and wizards are precisely the ones who tame this monkey, this horse, this tiger."
"But such taming is not easy, sometimes they break free of their reins, which is most common among those who have just awakened, and becomes more severe among those who delve deeper into witchcraft."
"You must have felt it when I visited your home last time, didn't you?"
