Lunar New Year,
The Nian Beast is yet to appear,
But I don't know that it's near,
From where he would hear.
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THE YEAR 1904, 100 centuries away from the present time.
The Fang Clan was a family of assassinations. But they were good at concealing their own colors.
Qing Long heard what Althea had said on his mind and stopped from the corner of the street. He looked up at the moon, who was still rising in the middle of the night and licked his lips.
"The Nian beast will now appear anytime," Qing Long whispered as he looked around the area. Qing Long sighed as he squinted his eyes and saw that the people were all showing their teeth, probably because their happiness was at the bay, knowing that no one could harm them. But it was not.
