"Let's take shelter somewhere," Lu Zhen said as he felt small water droplets staining his clothes. The cold moon hung high in the night sky, surrounded by sparkling stars.
"Yes, young master," Yu Bai said as he immediately went in search of shelter.
In the meantime, Lu Zhen brushed off a severed tree trunk, which served as a makeshift seat.
Settling down, he made a contemplative sound, his gaze directed toward the twins who stood there, their nervousness palpable as they obediently followed his lead, resembling children dutifully following their guardian.
"Come here, Lu Qing," Lu Zhen beckoned gently. Despite her evident fear, Lu Qing complied, cautiously moving closer to Lu Zhen.
With a thoughtful expression, Lu Zhen retrieved a scroll from his bag, extending it toward Lu Qing. The moment her eyes fell upon the scroll, excitement lit up her face like a beacon.
"It's my end of the condition," Lu Zhen spoke in a warm tone.
