Being Able to Grasp It, but Unable to Let It Go

Master Yan Se had once said that Chang'an was a big tactical array and also a talisman. And a talisman was an essay. Ning Que looked at the City of Chang'an before him. His eyes landed on the comparatively red light which was south of the stone groove, and he thought that this was probably the seal that one would use to imprint the essay.

The bright red light was the painting of a Vermilion Bird. As Ning Que's gaze landed on it, the light distorted slightly, as if it had sensed something.

In that moment, Ning Que vaguely understood how to activate the big tactical array in Chang'an. It was so simple that he felt alert and uneasy.

After leaving the shabby two-story wooden building, Ning Que and the Emperor crossed the imperial gardens, where they were greeted by the respectful gazes of the eunuchs and palace maids. They continued on to the imperial study.

It was silent inside the study.