Even though Yue Jiefei was fully prepared, the man in mourning clothes showed no intention of acting. He even leisurely swayed his fishing rod, forming circles of ripples on the clear and peaceful creek's surface.
Liu Sang, however, didn't notice the ominous wind. He was still curiously pondering how the stone made a sound and tried waving his hand to create a breeze. Not making any sound, he reached out to push the man in mourning clothes: "Could you please move aside a bit?"
Was the boy seeking death?
Chu Yu's heart leapt to her throat. She leaned out from behind Yue Jiefei and called out: "Liu Sang, come back." Only after speaking did she realize her voice was hoarse and distorted.
