"I believe that your father did not do it." The ancestor said, "But in order to convince the clan, you still have to heal that person. You all can go."
"Yes, Ancestor." Sima Lin cupped his hands in a bow as he brought the group with them and left.
When they walked past half the mountain, they heard the cry of a Spirit Beast followed by a person's cry.
Sima Lin and Sima Qing heard that voice and their faces flashed with helplessness. They brought them to a mountain far away.
"Stand still, you have to play with me!"
"Don't want to, release me!"
"No, I want to play with you. Let me ride on beasty!"
"Don't!"
"Stay still…"
One man and beast was chasing each other on the mountain. When Sima You Yue and the others had come to the mountain, what they saw was like a painting.
"Youngest Uncle, you're messing around again." Sima Lin flew up and pulled Sima Jun, who was sprinting wildly.
