"Now that you have become my junior brother, it's not right to still call you 'blind'. May I have the honor of knowing your esteemed name?"
The blind man lifted his head, gazing into the sky. His empty eye sockets looked toward the clear blue heavens, and even though he was blind, his expression seemed to appreciate the serene beauty.
"My name is Li Chunfeng," the blind man slowly said, his voice echoing in the air.
Thus, Li Chunfeng began his path of cultivation on Dragon Tiger Mountain. The Kingdom of Nanzhao lost a Desecrator of the God, and the Taoist Sect of Kyushu gained a devout Daoist Practitioner.
Of course, for Lu Yu at this time, these were matters of no concern at all.
What was most important to him now was to perfect his Tea Sutra. After many years, having visited numerous places and collected myriad tea varieties, he had written this book.
