Koala Reads

"In the Yang'an Hall of the palace, Lu Huaijin strode to the center of the hall, bowed with clasped fists, and said, "Your humble subject, Lu Huaijin, pays respects to Your Majesty. May Your Majesty enjoy eternal peace.""

"On the dragon couch sat a man in his forties or fifties, dressed in a bright yellow robe embroidered with pagoda patterns. His temples were as sharp as if cut by a knife, and his eyebrows were as black as if painted with ink. Even when he didn't speak, there was an air of dignity about him that commanded respect."

"Lu Wenqi was twirling a white go piece. Frowning in thought for a moment, he placed it outside the cluster of black pieces."