At first the Peak Head merely listened.
But gradually, his expression changed.
His brows rose slightly.
Then his eyes widened.
By the time Han Yu reached the deeper principles of the art, the old man's calm demeanor had cracked entirely. His gaze sharpened with unmistakable astonishment.
Han Yu continued speaking until he finished recounting everything he had seen.
When he finally stopped, the chamber remained silent.
The Peak Head stared at him.
His mouth was slightly open.
Then suddenly...
He burst into laughter.
A deep, booming laugh that echoed through the chamber.
"Ha! Hahaha!"
He slapped his palm against the armrest of a nearby chair and shook his head in disbelief.
"As I live and breathe… to think I would see this technique again."
His voice carried genuine excitement.
The old man rose from his seat and paced slowly across the chamber, clearly overwhelmed by emotion.
"I never believed I would witness its return in my lifetime."
He turned back toward Han Yu.
