The man holding the scripture scroll and the six-tusked white elephant slowly descended from the horizon to appear before him.
The white elephant adjusted the balance of its four legs, its massive body sinking and stabilizing as it landed on the ground. Its long trunk curled upward in a half-circle, then lightly shook, like a person relaxing their wrist.
The elephant was cloaked in rings of halos, curious as it examined Chen Yi. The figure of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva sat calmly within the halo on the elephant's back, his face compassionate yet blurred. However, Chen Yi did not linger on Samantabhadra, instead focusing on the white elephant. Its ears occasionally flapped, revealing the soft, pale pink skin on the inside.
Chen Yi hadn't anticipated that an elephant could be so... alluring.
The white elephant, under his gaze, edged its left hind foot backward, instinctively cautious.
"Greetings, Mr. Chen."
The seated man finally spoke, shifting Chen Yi's eyes towards him.
