He calmed his breath, half-closing his eyes in a posture of conserving energy, hoping that the dark shadow would leave on its own.
DRIP... DRIP...
The cave was utterly silent, save for the sound of dripping water and the ticking of the pocket watch on his person.
The warmth from Feng San Niang continuously transferred to his body.
But Tang Wen's heart grew colder and colder.
Since the other party wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't afford to be either.
Waiting for Hu Lan's reply might bring a turn of events.
...
Hidden in the shadows, Hu Yun followed the footsteps of the Extraordinary Tracking Mouse.
She moved in fits and starts, eventually arriving at the edge of a cliff.
Below the cliff, a white mist swirled.
The Tracking Mouse stopped, letting out a piercing squeak, refusing to go any further.
Hu Yun stepped forward, her golden eyes piercing through the fog.
The cliff faces on both sides were barren. Not even a single one of the usual vines or pine trees could be seen.
