Lin Suqing looked contemplatively into the distance, everyone quietly waiting for him. No one knew why it seemed like an innate power he possessed, but those around him always unconsciously looked to him as if he were a pillar of stability. As long as he was reflecting, they couldn't help but feel he would surely come up with a brilliant strategy.
A moment later, his pupils shifted, and suddenly he looked up, prompting a surge of joy in everyone's hearts—they were right to place their hopes in him. This spontaneous joy had gone unnoticed, beginning the moment they saw the subtle movement of his eyes, as they started to anticipate.
"I've thought of several possibilities, though I'm not certain about any of them," he said, rubbing his fingers together to dry the sweat in his palms, "Everyone move back a bit. I plan to try and find the 'Method of Breaking Formations' as I go." With those words, he started drawing a formation with his hands out in front of him.
