"Hey..." Li Yao subconsciously spoke softly, "Li Heng... Cousin."
The alley quieted down for a moment, the silhouette with the sword halted, and then slowly turned around like a puppet, Li Yao felt as if he could hear the grating sound as shoulders and neck rotated... Beneath that hanging loose hair were beast-like eyes, and that familiar face.
"...Brother Yao." That face also stared blankly at him, and after a long while, suddenly stretched into a smile, "Brother Yao, you're also still alive, that's great."
"Is Auntie and the others... are they okay?" Li Yao asked.
"Everyone, they are all gone, the estate has been burned down as well." Li Heng's voice was harsh and shaky, yet his face was already expressionless.
"..."
