Silence. Extreme silence.
The entire patio was soundless as if there was no one there. Only the cold wind in the winter morning proved that time wasn't frozen at the moment.
The crimson plum blossoms in the corner of the wall and the cloud-like pure snow on the roof were static just like the people beneath them. It was as if they had all fallen into a dream.
How could an enlightened master defeat a Half-step Exterior Scenery master?
Had someone asked this question 15 minutes ago, he would be mocked as an idiot. How was it possible to contradict a common knowledge that had held true for thousands of years?
The sun doesn't rise from the west, nor do humans fly unassisted. One who had opened the Hidden Latch in his mid-brows can easily defeat an enlightened master. No one would doubt the truthfulness of these common senses.
