"Mysterious latecomer, the Time Rule is the most arcane. It is an abyss; you can gaze into it, but do not keep gazing, or you will lose yourself in the long river."
"Let everything follow its natural course. Forcing enlightenment will only lead you astray."
"Farewell."
After Confucius finished speaking, he no longer hesitated. The waves of the great river rolled under his feet, and he stood at the crest before vanishing.
"Thank you, Master..."
Lin Heng silently saw him off, watching Confucius leave.
This piece of Ancient History was now left with him alone.
No one could glimpse his figure, nor hear his voice.
Standing alone between heaven and earth, eternally silent.
Lin Heng began to contemplate the scenes evolved by Confucius anew.
These were all very common cycles of existence in the world, yet they were hints given by Confucius.
He sat quietly and contemplatively.
It's unclear how much time passed before he suddenly speculated in a low voice:
