"Mess with my sister? You're courting death."
Hidden amidst the snow-laden forest, Yun Yan Shui stood tall, his piercing gaze fixed on the distant snowfield where the gray-haired elder now lay. An arrow protruded from the man's forehead, his lifeless body sprawled on the icy ground, blood pooling in dark, stark contrast to the pristine white.
Calmly, Yun Yan Shui lowered his bow. The gleaming weapon, freshly crafted and deadly precise, disappeared beneath a shroud of black cloth as he meticulously rewrapped it.
From the break of dawn, Yun Yan Shui had trailed the group silently, departing from the Yun family village to reach Yunzhang County. He had remained a shadow, concealed, his presence undetected even by his sister Yan Shuang or cousin Yan Tian. His father's words rang clear in his mind — protect them from the shadows, let this journey be their trial.
