The spy-crow silently transformed into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in the air along with the whirling wind.
Back in the Cold Stream Valley, Ji Hao leapt from the ground and darted towards Qing Fu. He put his mouth near her ear, preventing others to overhear them; he whispered what he had witnessed through the spy-crow's eyes in the river valley.
Qing Fu was recovering the energy of the severely injured Fire Crow Clan warriors with her cyan coloured 'Thorns of Life and Death' needle.
When she heard what had transpired in the river valley, she stopped healing and slowly stood up while massaging her waist. Her eyes glimmered in a profound cold light.
"Hao, go get your Abba; we have some work to do," said Qing Fu.
The sun slowly moved across the sky and went under, behind the hills in the west.
The sky was adorned by countless little stars.
