「Qin City, the Hall of the Hundred Schools.」
Before rows of stately bronze statues, thousands of lamps flickered, casting the entire Hall of the Hundred Schools in shadow and lending it an air of immense authority.
The wheelchair creaked as it rolled across the bronze floor. A terrified Tang Xiaoxiao pushed it, yet she couldn't stop herself from glancing around curiously. Gazing at the immense Hall of the Hundred Schools and the imposing statues of the ancient masters above, she swallowed hard, feeling as if she were in a dream.
'So this is the legendary Hall of the Hundred Schools...'
Fa Zi and the Vessel Master of the Lu Zi lineage followed at their side in silence. Lu Xuan, meanwhile, sat calmly in his wheelchair, gazing up at the rows of statues with a look of deep reflection.
After a moment, the wheelchair came to a stop. Tang Xiaoxiao stood stiffly in place. Lu Xuan stared at the statues for a long while before suddenly laughing.
"These sculptures aren't very accurate."
