"She said, her sword is too small, but the world is too vast."
Chen Yi snapped out of his thoughts and continued:
"Back then, she held no sword in her hand."
"No sword in hand, but a sword in heart?"
Min Ning came to herself and speculated aloud.
Zhu Yu had once mentioned that she could occasionally achieve the state of no sword in hand, but a sword in heart.
With this perspective, though Zhou Yitang's words seemed elusive, they were not an unattainable realm.
"No."
Chen Yi shook his head,
"It's no sword in hand, and no sword in heart either."
Min Ning's pupils contracted slightly.
Her fingertips trembled in response.
Her emotions surged several times, and she suddenly wanted to draw her sword, as if drawing it enough could lead her to such a state. Yet once she calmed down, she realized the more she drew her sword, the further she was from that realm.
Only by seeing the sky can one recognize they stand atop a mountain peak.
