The peaceful Lóngshān valley rumbled this night, the tremors spreading in every direction.
At its foot, the Yǒngcháng's village's citizens jumped out of bed, their faces flushed red and their breathing ragged in terror.
Unlike them, a middle-aged couple held their hands inside the Lin mansion.
The man bit his quivering lips, tears rolling down his face.
"Even if I knew this day would come, I can't Meixiang." He shook his head, his teeth piercing his lips. "I can't let the valley guardians kill my father because our son disappeared. He's the only one who always believed in him. Even to this day, he still hopes for his return." His knuckles whitened, bursts of water Qi billowing around them. "No! I won't lose another family member! Even if I'm weaker, I'll fight them!"
Meixiang hugged her husband tightly, her voice a soft whisper echoing in his ears.
