However, Xiao Jie had a faint feeling in his heart that this peaceful life would definitely not last forever.
On this day, as usual, Xiao Jie went to bed early. Living in the Taixu Illusion Realm for over a decade had fostered in him the good habit of early to bed and early to rise.
Just as he was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard a commotion.
Xiao Jie opened his eyes abruptly as a scream suddenly came from outside the wall.
Shouts of killing, cries, calls, screams... filled the air.
Xiao Jie couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart; they had come, indeed!
He immediately drew his saber and rushed out the door, heading straight for the main residence. Upon entering, a sinking feeling hit his heart—they were not home.
A sense of foreboding emerged, and he gritted his teeth, stepping out the house without a second thought.
