"He's saying this with a trace of ferocity in his eyes."
"Symbols continuously appear on the stone slab, only to vanish again."
"Bell Spirit did not say much, her figure disappearing as she turned into a small bell floating nearby, watching the scene in the Cloud Mirror."
"In truth, she wanted to go as well."
"To taste deer meat, to smell the fragrance of wine, and then sit on the steps beside and watch the youths' carefree expressions and children's playful antics."
"By the way, aren't you supposed to keep an eye on Hongjun?"
"No worries, I've left something on him, and I observe his every move."
Old Man Wangri laughed,
"Who says the strongest in a game can't use some underhanded tactics? Masterly demeanor is the most useless thing."
"The invisible Bell Spirit pouted, muttering, 'As expected of Zhunti's teacher.'
"Of course, she wouldn't dare say this aloud either."
"Old Man Wangri continued sketching on the stone slab for four or five days."
