Mo Hua's presence exuded a clear and tranquil aura.
With satisfaction, Yu Er gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
This time he slept soundly.
In his dreams, there were no memories of fear from being trafficked.
No greedy, unsightly faces of adults.
No heart stung by the malice of the world.
No terror or despair.
And none of...
Those nightmares that had occasionally surfaced in his dreams since his earliest memories...
In the Barbaric Mountains, where living people were sacrificed, flesh and blood were fodder, and countless lives mere chattel, filled with pure malice, bloodthirsty and cruel, bizarre and varied, nourishing the evil spirits of the world...
...
The night was still.
Yu Er slept undisturbed.
At dawn the next day, Mo Hua took Yu Er and arrived at Qingzhou City.
Outside Qingzhou City, an Enforcement Leader from the Taoist Court was on patrol.
Mo Hua wanted to enter the city but was stopped.
