On the dam, calm had been restored.
On one side of the dam was the Nether Oblivion Sea, where the waves roared on as ever.
Behind the dam lay an untouchable taboo, shrouded in mystery.
Two chairs had appeared.
On a stone table sat a pot of wine.
Li Fan was leisurely and at ease; the stone table and chairs he could create with a thought, while the wine was taken from a small mountain village.
With disregard for distance and space, he could take from the heavens anything he wished.
"Care for a drink?"
Li Fan raised his cup, looking towards The Quiet One.
The Quiet One's hair had turned white; his vitality was withered, close to the collapse of his path, yet he smiled, calmly raising his cup and downing it in one go.
"What a grand deception."
After drinking, The Quiet One couldn't help but speak:
"Meticulously crafting this deception, all to ascend the dam, to enter beyond..."
At this moment, he understood.
Li Fan, from the very beginning... was performing.
