"Guess what I brought back?"
In the gloomy Spirit World Passage, Tang Luo, having removed his mask, held his head high somewhat smugly, hiding his right hand behind him as he boasted to Yun Xiu.
The woman wasn't curious about the man's gains; instead, she hugged him, a little scared after the fact, burying her head in the broad expanse of his chest.
Embracing Yun Xiu in return and feeling the tremors gradually subsiding, Tang Luo gently patted her back, comforting her, "I'm back, aren't I? Those stinking fish and rotten shrimp stood no chance against me."
Yun Xiu looked up at Tang Luo's nonchalant demeanor, wanting to squeeze out a smile of agreement but finding herself incapable of doing so.
The eagle's rise and the magpie's fall in the Wilderness hadn't eluded the sharp tendrils of Chaochang's Wind Media; the appearance of the Dutian Heavenly King's elite from the Forest Department signified that Gouchen's movement had been exposed.
