The clear, happy giggles of a baby girl rang throughout the quiet stockade.
The villagers in the stockade snapped out of their shock.
"Xiangcai... My daughter..." Li Chunlei tossed aside his long spear and rushed to the watchtower, pulling his wife and daughter into a tight embrace.
He was a decisive and resolute man, but now his voice was choked with emotion as fat tears streamed unbidden from his eyes.
His wife and daughter had come within a hair's breadth of being devoured by the vicious Gray Wolf Demon. How could he not be overwhelmed?
"My husband, am I still alive?" Xiangcai asked, her eyes dazed.
"Yes, alive. You're alive and well," Li Chunlei chuckled, a goofy grin on his face.
"The Purple-clothed Guard! It was a Purple-clothed Guard from the Demon Suppression Department who slew the Wolf Demon!" someone shouted excitedly.
Only then did all the villagers turn to look at the stockade wall.
There, standing tall atop the wall, was a young man in purple robes.
