"Why are little white rabbits' eyes red?"
"Because they've been fed too much heart and liver."
"Why are the clouds at the edge of the sky red?"
"Because too many people have died."
"Tell me, if someone grew up with you, took care of your life, gave you a place to live, gave you food and drink... would she count as your mother?"
"Why should a mother be treated like this?"
The rain had stopped long ago.
The raindrops beneath the tiled eaves took a long while to fall, one by one.
In the long corridor, Swift Fire Yuxiu finished her lonely conversation.
There was no second person in this corridor.
With her soft, pale fingers, she carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then set the Shaman mask squarely over her face.
At this time, sounds came from the neighboring courtyard. His Majesty the great King Qing had personally come to visit Lian Yuchan, the guest from Azure Heaven.
There were words like "What should we do?" and "How is it?"
The pretty elder sister was asking, "Eh, where's Yuxiu? She was here just now. I read for a while, and then she—"
"I'm here." She spoke soundlessly. Then she nodded to herself, pushed her wheelchair with her little hands, and slowly made her way over.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
When the great army arrived, hooves struck the ground like heavenly thunder.
Thunder shook ten thousand miles, Soldier Sha gathering into clouds.
It had to be said that while the Floating Continent world had a vast population and hundreds of tribes, the number of soldiers truly fit for battle in each individual tribe was actually not great.
The Swift Fire Tribe, with its population of one million, had already been the foremost Fire Tribe for