Xiao Yue's jaw dropped open as she stared at the man who identified himself as "Xi'an" dumbfoundedly. A-Qiao, the mute monk who was residing at the Temple of Enlightenment was Xi'an!!!
The history that she learned as a child was full of lies, it seemed! Xi'an was a male shaman, and the one he supported was not the youngest son of the Tribe Chief but the youngest child which was a daughter!
Xiao Yue had to lean against a nearby tree to support herself. It was too much information at once!
Unfortunately, the tree she leaned on was also part of the dream and dissolved in the next second. Xiao Yue fell onto the ground unceremoniously. Thankfully there was a bed of dried leaves to cushion her fall.
Xiao Yue stood up and watched the scene that unfolded before her.
