The next day, Wang Anfeng presented the Buddha Beads from Ci and the scroll painting from Mr. Ying to Li Bo.
Today was supposed to be sunny and clear, but there was a sound like a longsword cleaving through the sky, chilling everyone in Great Liang Village to the spine and making their scalps explode. In the blink of an eye, however, they were enveloped by a warm and upright aura as if the terrifying moment had just been an illusion.
The melodious sound of the guqin under the old scholar tree suddenly stopped.
Jiang Shouyi slightly furrowed his brow, looking up at the sky that remained unchanged, and softly said:
"Heaven and Earth follow the Tao, tread lightly, and proceed without fault."
His voice resonated and dissipated; the world, frozen by the Qi mechanism, returned to normal; the sword Qi that soared to the skies slowly vanished with righteousness, leaving only the autumn sky clear as usual. The guqin music resumed, still serene, drawing birds to pause.
