Within the belly of Flame Lotus Mountain, silence reigned supreme.
The world around my ears was so tranquil, without wind or slaughter.
The warm glow of firelight illuminated the faces of the beasts.
Ye Hanjun sat with his eyes closed in meditation, maintaining a high vigilance while taking a brief respite.
Five days later.
Lieyang Mushoucong, Shi Li, and Lie Xinxin woke up successively.
When familiar figures jumped back into view, the little Taiyang dangling around Lie Xinxin's neck swayed twice before she stretched leisurely and said lazily,
"Yo, looks like the divine child is back."
The plain six words hid a hint of teasing amidst the languid tone.
Ye Hanjun chuckled and shook his head while sharing his experiences over the years and admiring her strategy and courage.
"It's nothing,"
Lie Xinxin said nonchalantly, as if it were ordinary:
"Having left my homeland to travel, I've only gotten serious in a few fights."
