The wind blew through the glossy green date trees, rustling them.
Otter Kai extended his arms like a bow, assuming the Ape Fist stance.
Scarface brought his claws together, his yellow robe flapping wildly over his shoulders.
The murderous aura had frozen time itself, all awaited a fallen leaf to slice through the silence, claws ready to burst forth in a flash of light.
"Crack!"
The gate swung open.
The sound of the hinges was like the ringing of a bell, snapping the tension of the tight string, the balanced standoff collapsed, and two dark shadows simultaneously sprang from the ground, whipping up a ferocious wind as they clashed into one.
Suddenly!
Claws glittered, and broken fur flew through the air.
Liang Qu passed through the corridor, running past both river otters.
The door to the Eastern Chamber was wide open.
He stepped inside.
The old monk and Su Guishan were already there, sitting across from each other at the desk, brewing tea and savoring it.
