The Awakening

He had fallen into flames and awakened from ice. When Gu Shenwei opened his eyes, he felt cold from the inside out. It was like the symptoms of Qi Deviation, but without the pain of ten thousand needles stabbing into him.

Old Man Mu's boastful voice drifted into his ears. "You all ought to thank me. If I hadn't rushed in just in time, you'd each be holding a handful of ashes and going home to cry."

Then he really did hear faint sobbing.

He sat up and felt a searing pain, which even eclipsed the chill inside him. Lowering his head, he saw thick bandages wrapped around his bare left chest. He had acquired yet another scar.

"Where is she?" That was Gu Shenwei's first question, and the one he cared about most.

Old Man Mu hadn't even had time to express his delight before he froze for a moment. "You mean He Nu? No idea. Anyway, there was no body. I reckon that crazy woman Han Fen took her away. The whole place was on fire. I could only save people; I couldn't worry about anything else."

"I want to see Little Yanzhi." Those were Gu Shenwei's second words. He had to take advantage of the chaos to gather up the remnants of the Dragon Court's power, and Little Yanzhi was one of his most important allies.

Long Fanyun stepped forward. "The strategist has already gone. He said the Dragon King needn't worry."

Fang Wenshi understood the Dragon King's strategy, and sending him to see Little Yanzhi should have been a safe choice. But Gu Shenwei still couldn't put his mind at ease. Chaos brought opportunity, but it was full of variables too. One wrong step, and hunter could become prey.

At Queen Ju's signal, Old Man Mu,