Atop a high mountain in the Capital, clouds and fog wreathed the peak, adorning it with ribbons of auspicious clouds. Within a pavilion, an elder in plain clothing played Go against himself, occasionally pausing to sip his tea.
Just then, a figure clad in black appeared outside the pavilion to report, "Commander, the battle over there has begun."
The elder waved a hand dismissively. "I know." He signaled for the man to withdraw.
"Shen Lang, who do you think will win this battle?" the elder suddenly asked.
After a long while, two words drifted out from the clouds and mist. "Yun Xu."
A strange smile appeared on the elder's face. "Why?"
The voice replied, "The Green Lotus Sword Technique is the strongest in the world. When it is drawn, none can stand against it."
The elder laughed heartily. "Though the technique is strong, it can hardly be called the strongest when facing the Sword God himself."
