Courting Death

In a quiet courtyard, Little Cat and the others were brought inside. A maid served them fruit and pastries to enjoy at their leisure.

Holding Yaya in her arms and watching in the direction Bai Yang had gone, Little Cat couldn't help worrying about him.

"Cat Sister, don't worry. Young Master will be fine," Bing'er, the eldest of the Bing Qing Yu Jie Quadruplets, reassured her.

Although all four sisters were a little older than Little Cat, she held a special place in Bai Yang's heart, so they called her "Sister."

"Mm." Little Cat nodded. This was the Tian Yin Sect's territory. If Bai Yang caused a commotion, the situation might be hard to resolve. Her worry had only grown, not eased.

"The Tian Yin Sect really is beautiful. No wonder it's the largest sect in the Great Light Dynasty. Every step brings a new view; it's like a fairyland. I'm so jealous of the disciples who get to live here," Jie'er said, gazing out the window at the scenery.

"This place is lovely, but home is more comfortable," Yu'er said with a smile, shaking her head.

"Exactly. I think the valley is more comfortable. Everyone lives happily there, free from worldly troubles. It would be nice if Young Master could be there more often," Qing'er said, pouting.

At the mention of Bai Yang, everyone fell silent. The valley might be Bai Yang's "home," but he was hardly ever there. Their spirits sank.

"Eek, eek..."

Red Ball had been quietly perched on Little Cat's shoulder, but now its big, adorable eyes suddenly widened as it looked into the distance.

Far from the courtyard where they were staying stood a mountain wreathed in drifting clouds and mist. Pavilions and towers were faintly visible on its slopes, and a hazy glow enveloped