C676 Uninvited Guest

Sometimes, retreating didn't mean he was a coward. Rather, it was to have more strength when charging forward. Hiding wasn't to escape, but to make a comeback. Rising and falling in the wind and waves, waiting for the mast to reflect the light as it raised the sail.

On the way back from Qingya Teahouse, Mo Li had been thinking about how to create a flat road in the chaos in Xichuan