Mao Ni

A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

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<p>Sigu Jian did not give the order for the Sword Hut disciples to kill Fan Xian. He had even let the Overwatch Council leading assassin, who had been so arrogant as to injure him, go without further consequence. This reality astonished and shocked the disciples. Emerging from the Sword Hut, Yun Zhilan's emotions were even heavier.</p>

<p>He looked around. Brother disciples three and four had remained in the Hut. It seemed that their teacher had something to tell them. Yun Zhilan couldn't help but look at the setting sun in the west and as he gently sighed. These brother disciples respected him the most. They had participated in keeping Thirteenth Wang under house-arrest and in the attack on Fan Xian. For the teacher to keep them back, was he asking about these matters?</p>

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