Their father placed his hands behind his back, a subtle gesture Li Hua recognized instantly as their family's signal to retreat. His voice remained steady despite the tension vibrating through his frame. "Master Qian, Wang Da. What do you all want?"
Master Qian's laugh carried an edge of cruel amusement. "Aren't you aware? Isn't that why you both have escaped to the lowest realm? Your primordial lords have requested to bring you back, dead or alive... though preferably alive."
Her father's jaw clenched, teeth grinding audibly as he spoke. "Why didn't the Sovereign of Flames and The Emperor of Tides come themselves if they want us back so badly?"
