Shifting Responsibility

Mr.Jones spoke eloquently, his face adorned with a gentle smile.

Suddenly, he extended his leg and kicked over a chair. As the chair fell, a sliver of light entered the room, reviving the previously pleasant atmosphere.

The air in the room became fresh again, carrying the comforting warmth of sunlight. It was like enjoying an afternoon tea on a recliner under the sun—a testament to the formation's subtle effects.

**"Consul, the principles of formations and energy field of the environment are but tools to aid us. Do not delve too deeply into them.

I have shared my insights with you, and I hope they provide some benefit.

'Flies seek light on paper; they never see the true path.

When they stumble upon the road they came from, they realize how much their lives were deceived by their eyes.'"**

"Mr.Jonesbids farewell."

With that, the refined scholar gracefully departed on his own, exuding the lofty aura of a free-spirited wanderer.