Yukiya and Long started their vigorous search for Raijin. Meanwhile, a day far from them, Xia Che was going through a major crisis.
He sat still on a log and admired the embers of the campfire. The spring wind blew softly over him, sweeping the dry leaves nearby in the flame.
The wood crackled.
But none of these registered in Xia Che's brain, as his ears were currently plugged with a piece of cloth. His poor ears were on the verge of bleeding.
"Achoo," Xia sneezed.
Wiping his nose, he glanced up at the two people who were currently making a huge racket in the middle of the night.
It was the two troublemakers, Long Aotian and Princess Felia.
They both were fighting for who made the biggest fire.
"No, I started the fire first. Xia come sit here, mine is warmer," Felia said.
"NO! Look at mine, it is bigger than yours. Xia, come here, I'll keep you warm," Long Aotian said.
