Back to the present
Bai Yue stood at the edge of the Grand Celestial Plaza and watched her family pack.
She was not going to cry.
She was absolutely, categorically, not going to cry. She was leaving a mountain full of dragons, not, not saying goodbye forever. Cāng Jì had already announced, loudly, repeatedly, to anyone who would listen, that he would be visiting the lowlands regularly to "monitor the soup situation."
Dà Jiāo Huǒ had said nothing about visiting, but he had also not said he wouldn't visit, which from the Burning Sky was practically a promise.
So she was not going to cry.
The sun caught something in the corner of her eye. She turned.
Han Shān was standing by the crystal gardens, staring at his mother.
