Zhao Rong immediately furrowed his brows and added,
"On the contrary, Tao, my friend, when we first met, I thought you were transcendental and detached, striving to purify yourself as a reclusive Daoist, practicing the esteemed precepts of purity and inaction."
"But now it seems that by serving as a Teacher in the Taiching Four Mansions, actively promoting your sect's principles, are you not also engaging in the acts of 'doing'?"
The elder in the pavilion fell silent for a while, his eyes reflecting reminiscence.
"You have seen the joke, my young friend. In fact, once upon a time, besides representing the Philosophical Daoism in debates at Jixia Academy, I seldom 'spoke' or argued with others."
"Even in my younger days, at the most glorious moments of being a gentleman, I was always composed and detached from the world."
