'That dream wasn't a hallucination, but a premonition?'
'Was it a scene that had actually happened in the past?'
"Hurry!"
He spun around, his gaze burning as his voice rose sharply. "Get Qiu Ye and the others! Head to the seaside immediately!"
"I have to see those ruins with my own eyes! That place… it holds the final secret of the Red Fox Clan!"
...
"Jinjin, how much longer? We've been floating in the water for two whole days. Aren't you tired?"
Chu Jing lay in a transparent bubble, turning over out of sheer boredom. The bubble bobbed gently, like a graceful jellyfish drifting through the deep sea.
Her long hair fanned out like inky silk ribbons, undulating slowly in the water. She traced the inner wall of the bubble with a fingertip, sending faint ripples across its surface.
This was the most comfortable position she could imagine—so soft and pleasant it felt like lying on a cloud. Even her breathing felt weightless.
"Patience, Yuan Yuan. We're almost there."
