As a core figure of the Imperial Capital's College, Priest Liu Gong naturally wouldn't settle for a haphazard wooden hut in some remote corner of the college grounds like some old pedant.
Liu Gong's Jijiu Mansion was located right at the center of the Imperial Academy, to the right of the Lake Pavilion, and was constructed with the finest glazed tiles and white jade marble. The gates were crafted from high-quality mahogany, and even the stone lions at the front had a unique charm—though their eyes were...
Gone.
Zhou Li squatted down and stared at the eyeless stone lions for a moment. Then he reached out and slapped one of the lions across its face.
Good, it wasn't puppetry sorcery.
Zhou Li breathed a sigh of relief. The old pedant had once crafted such things and placed them at the entrance of his wooden hut. The stone lions, eyeless, were filled with puppetry sorcery. As soon as Zhou Li showed his face, the stone lions would pounce like wild dogs, beating him to a pulp.
