The singing grew closer, as if someone were right beside Su Yu's ear, softly humming an ancient, bewitching ballad.
Su Yu, who had been sleeping soundly in Shi Wei's arms, slowly and silently opened her eyes—eyes as dark and clear as ink.
At some point, the cave had fallen into a deep silence. It was so quiet that even the sounds of Wei and his people's breathing seemed to have vanished.
Dazedly, Su Yu sat up from Shi Wei's embrace and instinctively looked toward the cave entrance.
In the direction she was looking, a male Merfolk stood at the mouth of the cave. When he had appeared, she didn't know.
The moment Su Yu's gaze met the male Merfolk's crimson eyes, the grogginess in her mind vanished. It was as if she had been plunged into a barrel of ice and mint, snapping her instantly awake.
A flicker of terror appeared in Su Yu's eyes as she got a clear look at the male Merfolk's appearance.
