Xu Qingzhou suddenly turned around, raised his right hand, and pointed to the mountains, the water, and the trees.

"The clear mountains, the beautiful waters, and the trees beneath them—I didn't choose this for myself, but for the senior, for your humility and courtesy. No need to thank me."

His voice was steady, yet carried a hint of menace, and the light in his eyes revealed unprecedented confidence and composure.

For a moment, Daoist Master Dongyun was left bewildered, staring at the scholar under the moonlight. For some reason, he truly sensed death.