One Heart Sect.
After Lord Night Demon left, Yin Shen Gong, Qian Sanjiang, and Hou Fang returned to Mu Linyuan's grave that night.
"Old Mu... did you see that?"
"The child you always worried about came to see you today."
They gazed at the grave mound Fang Che had carefully cleared, without even a single weed remaining.
The fragrance of wine still lingered before the gravestone.
The three of them sighed softly.
Qian Sanjiang poured another bowl of wine and set it before the grave. "Old Mu, if your spirit is watching from heaven, bless Lord Night Demon a little more. He's a good child."
He fell silent for a long while before saying, "Actually, when I went out this time, I had a feeling I might not make it back. The feeling was very clear. It was like a deadly cloud weighing on my heart."
"So before I left, I said some strange things to the Sect Master... Sigh. Looking back now, it seems I was saying goodbye."
"But when Lord Night Demon said he would send me back, that feeling slowly faded. Perhaps I escaped a calamity."
"Old Mu."
Qian Sanjiang lowered his voice. "Truthfully, having a disciple like this... you and I should be content. Don't you think?"
Yin Shen Gong lit a stick of incense and said softly, "Rest easy, Old Mu. Lie there and rest well. Don't worry. We'll watch over the child you held dear."
A scatter of bright, glittering snowflakes drifted down from the sky, landing on their faces with a refreshing chill.
"It's snowing."
Qian Sanjiang was somewhat invigorated.
Yin Shen Gong looked up at the sky thick with Red Clouds and said, "There's no wind tonight, and the clouds are very thick. It looks like this snow is really going to