Zhao Hansheng saw that he had captured everyone's attention and began to speak at length, elaborating on the way of Heart Learning.
Chu Xuangu's brows were tightly furrowed; it was already the second time he listened to these high-minded discussions. Yet, they still contradicted much of what he had learned before. Chu Xuangu adhered strictly to the classics all his life, meticulous in his actions, so the principles of Heart Learning felt completely incompatible with him.
Seated beside him was Song Taosheng. This elder with white hair and beard had his eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting, but the slight tremor of his eyelids betrayed his inner turmoil.
Time passed slowly, and Zhao Hansheng arrived at the essence of Heart Learning.
His voice was deep, carrying a peculiar force that penetrated the heart: "When you haven't seen this flower, it rests in silence with your heart. When you look at this flower, its colors instantly become clear."
