In a private room of a tea house, three scholars were savoring tea and composing poetry.
Suddenly, one of them put down his brush and said with a puzzled expression, "Did you guys hear a very strange noise?"
His companion opposite commented, "No, what noise?"
The one sitting next to him listened carefully and frowned, "It seems there is one."
He quickly added, "Right? You heard it too?"
The previously unconcerned scholar also widened his eyes, "I, I heard it too!"
Soon, all three of them didn't just hear it, they felt it through and through.
Sitting cross-legged on the cushions, the floor shook intermittently, and the four treasures of the study on the table trembled.
"Is someone hammering the ground below us?"
"Or is it that the earth dragon is turning over?"
With a loud 'duang', all the inkstones on the table fell to the ground!
The trio huddled together in fright!
This punch was for Mu Chuan's arm!
This punch was for Mu Qingchen's internal injuries.
