Duan Rong continued to move forward, staying close to Xiao Yu.
After crossing the white line and moving a few more steps, Xiao Yu suddenly trembled. She hesitated to place her foot down.
Fear surged in her eyes, draining the color from her face!
Slowly, Xiao Yu lowered her raised foot back to its original spot, while Duan Rong turned to look at her.
Xiao Yu gave a bitter smile to Duan Rong, saying, "This is as far as I go. Duan Rong, you go ahead. I'll be here, watching you."
Her gaze truly fixed on him when she said she would watch him.
Duan Rong felt stirred, nodded slightly, then turned his gaze beyond the three-zhang distance to the red line, and further towards the ritual platform.
In front of the Great Cauldron at the center of the platform, Jiang Hanyan was sitting cross-legged, absorbed in playing the zither, eyes lowered, regarding all life as if nonexistent.
The sound of the zither echoed like a tide in the Deep Valley...
