"Ugh..."
Zhou Xuan couldn't help but complain, "What kind of sage is this? Is he nothing but a spectator? Always up there in the sky watching the drama unfold?"
Yu Ruying didn't seem too agitated by Zhou Xuan's defiance against the sage,
She said, "Once upon a time, I too secretly muttered about the sage like this, but in recent years, I've gradually come to understand that the sage's indifference is precisely the greatest form of affection..."
"Indifferent affection, that's a pretty niche term," Zhou Xuan was almost amused.
"You'll understand eventually. The sage is using his own way to guide this vast, boundless, beautiful world towards true beauty."
Yu Ruying didn't seem to want to continue dwelling on the topic of the sage with Zhou Xuan, so she promptly switched to lecture mode.
"Zhou Dangzheng, you want to gain inspiration from your own calligraphy, right?"
"Of course, otherwise, all my good calligraphy would have been a free show for you people of Bai Yujing."
