Midnight, Wangren Town.
Blue smoke curled up, candlelight flickered.
Under the colossal Dragon Claw Locust tree in the center of Wangren Town, wrapped with red wishing cords, siblings Huang Wu and Wang Yuan were worshiping their still silent grandmother.
No matter whether she could hear them now, they explained everything that had happened on Beimang Mountain during this period to her.
Letting this elder who had made great sacrifices completely let go of her concerns for the safety of her grandchildren.
Under the swaying tree shadows.
A youth and a girl, in blue robes and a red skirt, appeared like a golden boy and girl.
"The promised period of fifteen years has come, and the Owl God Tomb has collapsed. We can finally leave Beimang Mountain,"
Before midnight arrived, the three of them who had cleaned up all traces of battle in the water pavilion had returned to this little grass nest in "Wangren Town."
