While running, she kept thinking about how she really couldn't enjoy life properly; clearly, she could just lie flat and go about her days, but she always found ways to complicate things.
Hua Jin considered everything, except that she didn't account for how fast she was going. She was indeed noticed as she wished, but she nearly scared the patrols at the mountain's summit to death.
Who wouldn't let their imagination run wild seeing a clump of fire floating towards the mountain at such speed in the dark?
One of them, who was a bit timid, almost peed his pants, clutching his brother nearby and stammering, "There's... there's... ghost... fire."
If his legs hadn't turned to jelly, he would've run away already.
"It really... is ghost... fire," everyone clearly saw it, no one was blind, repeating the words in stammering fear, clutching each other closely.
