The moment the Saint's Book opened, a dazzling light emerged.
The eighty thousand characters of the world all converged into the book.
Mencius slowly recited the principles of the Confucian School.
"A gentleman does not stand beneath a dangerous wall."
Instantly, a power of rule surged out from the book.
It descended upon Lin Heng.
Lin Heng's knees trembled, and he involuntarily took a step back, the eerie power shocking him as he murmured, "Words and laws follow?"
A trace of ferocity flickered in Lin Heng's eyes, his primordial blood burned fiercely, forcibly incinerating the power of rule exerted upon him.
He steadied his steps again, but sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.
Mencius shook his head upon seeing this, reprimanding, "Failing to correct a mistake is a mistake indeed."
Once more, the rule burst forth from the Saint's Book, piercing into Lin Heng like a thousand peaks through his heart, an unbearable pain.
