The setting sun that had been washed by the autumn rain seemed to be covered by a golden veil.
In the distant sky above the bamboo forest, the birds suddenly flew up, leaving a trail under the dazzling sunset.
Shen Yao stared at the earth temple that had been burned to ashes, his eyes dark.
A moment later, someone supported a black figure and appeared in front of him.
"You saved me. I'm grateful."
"If not for my wife and mother's quick-wittedness today, I'm afraid they would have already died." Shen Yao's tone was very light, but he could not hide the anger in it.
The man could not deny it.
After all, he and his guards had been hiding nearby, so he had seen the previous scene. However, he was seriously injured now. If he really rushed out, they would probably die together.
Fortunately, those two women were exceptionally quick-witted.
