Lu Yu paid no attention to their conversation. He leaned back, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the clouds of blossoms like mist, pinching the bridge of his nose to ease the throbbing pain in his eyes, and murmured:,Through memory, it is known that this is a world of tamer far vaster than Earth.,Words cannot describe His essence, nor can any language capture that eerie and mysterious demeanor. It seems to defy all rules and order, a product both magnificent and chaotic.。