Madam Wen was elusive, her lightweight skill exceptional. No one knew when she entered the scene. With one hand, she gently supported Li Xian, and with the other, she pinched the tail of the Golden Scale fish. The Golden Scale floundered a bit, then became obedient.
She softly said, "Good fish, go play in the water." She bent down and released it into the water. The Golden Scale was both real and unreal, both illusory and tangible; though a fish in body, it was no ordinary fish beast.
As it swam freely, golden light scattered in all directions.
No matter how the Golden Scale flitted about, it always remained three feet beneath her, insinuating: "Even with the talents of the Golden Scale, how could it ever escape my palm?"
Madam Wen raised her eyes for a quick sweep and glanced at the old crone of the Cao family. With a wave of her water sleeves, Qi force burst forth.
