Chapter 51 Master Huangshi's Memory

A sea of green. Quiet plains, kissed by sun and wind.

Among the tall grasses, a peaceful tribe went about their lives. Some worked. Some played. All of them bore small horns upon their heads.

A little boy chased a little girl.

She puffed her cheeks, ran to the village elder, and began to complain in a flurry of hand gestures.

The elder