Dai Yun'er, Trembling with Fear

Afterward, everyone returned safely to the Tang Sect headquarters. The rest of the Shrek group and the Blood Dragon Squad members also hurried over.

"Yang Jin, Wulin, are you two all right? So many monsters attacked us just now! If you hadn't explained things beforehand, we would've really been in trouble," Xie Xie said.

"Mm, you had it rough too. It's good that you're all fine," Wu Yang Jin said with some concern.

"Right, we're fine. Don't worry," Tang Wu Lin replied as well.

"That's good. Yang Jin, you two scared us to death over there," Hu Meier said as she rushed over.

"Yeah, we should've gone to help too," Xu Lizhi said.

Everyone was relieved, having been prepared in advance, and they were also concerned for Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin. Yet the two of them knew that this battle might only be the prelude to an even greater storm.

Night was as dark as ink. Light and shadow intertwined in the room, and the faint candlelight illuminated Wu Yang Jin's figure. He frowned slightly and gently rubbed his temples, a trace of feverish heat apparent in the rise and fall of his chest.

He could not help sighing softly, feeling that something was off with his body. It was not pain, but an indescribable sensation of heat.

It felt as though invisible flames were churning within him, making his blood flow faster than usual and quickening his heartbeat.

It was not as though he had never experienced a similar feeling before. Yet this time, the heat did not affect his rationality. Instead, it was like an inexplicable restlessness lingering in his heart, making it faintly unbearable.

"I should calm down and regulate my breathing."

Wu Yang Jin sighed softly and slowly sat cross-legged, sinking his mind