The future was bleak no matter how she looked at it, above, on the feasting hall, The mood was gloomy. Zhi Rui distracted her mind for a few minutes trying to guess if they were mourning, or afraid of what's to come since they are merely one- third of what they were.
A silent sigh escaped her lips as she turned her eyes to the cross-legged Ren Zu.
After their hunt on the swamp, Zh Rui had sent her down here to meditate. She wasn't sure why Ren Zu had a short lifespan as there was nothing wrong with her body, core or cultivation. Even If Zhi Rui doesn't know much about the ancient lineage that Ren Zu inherited, one can identify a problem when one sees it. the fact that Zhi Rui couldn't see a single thing wrong was odd.
slap!
Zhi Rui slapped herself.
'focus.' She said inwardly.
