Mo Xie stood quietly beside the Great Wall, a gentle breeze stirring a few strands of his hair.
He placed his palm on the ancient stone bricks, running his fingers over them as though feeling the years held within.
If anyone saw him doing that, they would think he either loved history and culture or was completely nuts.
But only Mo Xie knew what he was doing. From the moment he had stepped onto the Great Wall, he had felt a resonance with the land beneath his feet.
Unbeknownst to Mo Fan, the Azure Dragon Pendant gave off a faint, mysterious glow.
The instant that blue-green glow appeared, a dragon's roar rang out across the land, audible only to Mo Xie. Imperious and mighty, it shook the heavens!
Though the roar carried the majesty of a king, it also held an inexplicable sadness, like an old friend he had not seen in years.
At the same time, the Qilin Pendant at Mo Xie's chest trembled softly. It shone gold, its light answering the dragon's roar.
Mo Xie opened his eyes. A trace of golden light lay deep within them, making it impossible for anyone to hold his gaze for even a second.
He raised a hand to his chest and gently gripped the Qilin Pendant. With a sigh, he spoke softly.
"Old friend, once I grow stronger, I'll bring you back. I promise."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qilin Pendant trembled, as if answering him: I believe you!
Mu Nujiao stood quietly beside him. Sensing the sudden sadness in his mood, she could not help asking with concern,
"Mo Xie, are you all right? You seem a little off."
Mo Xie pulled himself from his thoughts and turned to Mu Nujiao's worried face. He shook his head.
"I'm