Li Qian stood at the edge of the woods, watching quietly. He watched the Red Feather Chickens on the large tree's forks and branches, observing their every move.
In reality, they weren't moving at all just then. They stood perfectly still, like so many burls on the tree.
Li Qian was in no hurry either. He just tilted his head up and watched, observing quietly.
About ten minutes later, the morning sun began to rise on the horizon. A warm, gentle curtain of light enveloped the area.
The curtain of light passed through the woods, creating long bands of light and dappled spots. At this moment, the entire copse seemed as if it were plated in gold, looking utterly dazzling.
The small copse, like a sleeping beauty, slowly awakened. At the same time, the vitality within it gradually grew stronger.
Due to the shifting light and shadows, the woods now displayed an entirely different kind of beauty. Anyone stopping here would surely be captivated by the scenery.
