The breath of autumn brushed across her cheeks, crisp yet threaded with a faint chill. A long path stretched through the silent leaves, and the autumn wind carried slightly reddened maple leaves gently down among the trees. Different paths, yet the same fate.
Watching the river's surface, where withered yellow leaves occasionally drifted down, Fu Hua realized that autumn had arrived without her noticing.
Fu Hua sat on the bank, holding a fishing rod and quietly waiting for a fish to bite, her thoughts unknown. Beside her was a wooden bucket containing three rather large freshwater fish.
This was Fu Hua's entire morning's catch. Only three fish in a whole morning... It was not that she lacked skill; she had released all the smaller ones. She was not fishing to make money, after all. Keeping a few for a meal was enough.
Besides, fishing was merely a hobby, about enjoying the process. Otherwise, with a wave of her hand... Fu Hua could make the fish in the river jump right to her feet. If fish had hands, she could even have those freshwater fish scrape off their own scales.
Just as Fu Hua settled down to fish, footsteps slowly approached from behind.
Hearing them, Fu Hua knew who had arrived, but she did not turn around to look.
"Hey, Auntie, it's time to eat. Hurry up and make dinner." The footsteps stopped behind Fu Hua, followed by a voice that nearly made her explode.
Though the voice was soft and childish, that form of address...
"Kaguya, what did you call me?"
Fu Hua turned around and looked at the newcomer... Her tone was calm, but anyone could feel the crushing pressure of heaven and earth emanating from her at that moment. It was like facing a flood or a savage