Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Yang Dao sat in the living room, admiring Atsuji Kurogame's home decor. The place was akin to an antique shop. Old pine wood furniture, paintings, porcelain vases. The old man patiently told him the history behind the objects. A servant served Yang Dao with a glass of water.
Atsuji Kurogame said, "You came to me to learn about water. You remember that you learned wind from Feng Yun, earth from Ryu Jinshi, and I taught you about fire. I will give you the basic knowledge of water, however, it is better you learn water from Laohu Bai. How do you think about this?"
Yang Dao thought and nodded. It was not that he minded who taught him what, he just wanted to learn. Atsuji Kurogame pointed at the water in the cup and asked, "Our mind is akin to water. Our thoughts are like water, flexible. Do you understand?"