The carriage stopped outside the Imperial College, and the attendants who had received instructions immediately sprang into action.
"Wait!"
Tang Xiaobai suddenly called out to the attendant headed to the entrance of the Imperial College, seized what he was holding, and in a few quick steps ran to the stone lion at the entrance.
With two swift strokes, two red streaks, resembling tear marks, appeared under the stone lion's eyes.
After he finished, the blood continued to trickle down. At first glance, it looked as if the stone lion was crying, and one could even smell the pungent metallic scent without getting close.
Tang Xiaobai held his breath and took a few steps back, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers towards the sky—
"Stone lion cries blood, Imperial College loses its way! To learn but not know, what would the sage do?"
Ten robust young attendants stood in a row and shouted repeatedly with full vigor, quickly attracting a crowd of onlookers.
