The crystalline wall of the lake glows dimly, casting clouds-like light and shadows across a small chamber beneath the island as the waves ripple through.
The murderous night has passed, and dawn arises.
Today is sunny.
Tap, tap, tap...
The three descended the steps and arrived at the chamber.
"Here it is," Su Yao said, "the thing you're looking for is here.
This room is only known to the heads of the Su and Sun families.
My second brother feared he might die in battle, so he told me this secret just in case.
If not for that, I wouldn't be able to bring you here."
Song Yan glanced at some book boxes piled on the distant bookshelf and asked curiously, "Why hide it so secretly?"
He understood the principle of gaining perspective from elevation, but the ancestral insights kept secret, not allowing the Elders to view, seemed out of character for Nanwu Sword Sect.
