Chapter 135
'It's really testing my patience…' he thought with a forced smile as he pointed his hand toward the water lily once more.
The water in the lake remained stubbornly still, defying his attempts to draw it toward him.
Frustration simmered within him—how could he have so much espera and still fail to control the water? He tightened his focus, trying to force the water to obey, but it only seemed to resist more.
Was his technique the problem then? He could not feel that it was the case, he had been doing as per the instructions and his instincts.
If the technique was really the problem then he would not have been able to even cause the slightest changes or fluctuations in the water in the first place much less move anything.
But since that was not the case then he was sure it was not that the technique he was using to be changed.
He'd been at this task for what felt like hours, with no success.