The next morning, deep within the cave.
A straw cloak served as a blanket on which Lu Ran lay, sound asleep.
The cave was empty, save for the tall figure of Jing Hong, blocking the narrow entrance securely, diligently standing guard.
"Hmm..."
After a long time, Lu Ran groggily opened his eyes, looking around in confusion.
It took him a while to realize where he was.
Holy Spirit Mountain...
Lu Ran sat up and rubbed his head, feeling that his hair had grown a bit long and needed trimming.
"Jing Hong?"
"Sect Leader, you are awake." Jing Hong looked at Lu Ran in his dazed state, slightly taken aback.
A freshly awakened Lu Ran was less imposing and appeared more approachable.
By age, his children were about the same age as the Sect Leader, weren't they?
Jing Hong pondered silently.
No, the Sect Leader was actually only nineteen years old, younger than his kids by a few years.
He wondered how they were faring in the human world.
"Where is everyone?" Lu Ran rubbed his eyes.
