Indeed, there was no one to appreciate it.
Amidst the tumultuous ashes, Fu Qian did not flamboyantly attempt to rediscover the Inverted Lake but instead performed a joyous ode on the spot.
This was somewhat untimely, so it was to be expected that no one applauded.
As the final tune ended, neither the Mermaid nor the Fool appeared, but he wasn't too concerned.
After expressing a bit of respect for the possible feat of the latter, Fu Qian rose directly, put away the harmonica, and prepared to conclude.
Yes, he didn't even intend to wait for the Burial Scroll to cool completely before opening it to check its quality.
The reason being, on one hand, that this expedition had yielded substantial gains, already deemed a great success.
It was even so successful that it felt like refining the heavens and earth.
It's not only when you swallow it and stomach acid dissolves it that it counts.
