Outside the pitch-black and damp cave, the ominous wind howled, accompanied by black raindrops falling like a curtain, with gray mist crashing down like mountains amidst the sounds of ghostly wails and wolf howls, interspersed with unpredictably flickering thunder and lightning.
But no matter how loud the commotion outside was, it could not affect the flickering bonfire within the cave.
Drip, drip...
A few black droplets echoed from the rear. Lu Jin'an stood inside the cave, near the left stone wall, his gaze warily fixed on the breathtaking figure sitting cross-legged by the bonfire.
In the flickering firelight, fingers halted in their sealing gesture, Xiao Yinruo turned her head slightly to glance at Lu Jin'an: "You're awake?"
Her voice was very calm, but she felt relieved in her heart; it was good that the child was all right.
