The little children, seeing Tangyu, widened their innocent eyes, sizing up this stranger. To them, he was clearly a novelty. However, these children were quite timid, so they only looked on and none dared to approach.
Tangyu merely glanced around and then headed toward the back of the tribe. Beyond the tribe, there was a vast expanse of open land. Deep inside, there stood a majestic cliff as if it had been carved by an immortal's sword, smooth as glass and incredibly imposing. It didn't resemble a mountain peak so much as an enormous rock cleaved by an immortal's single strike.
"Gentle Qing Feng blowing, my heart soars like a bird..."
