The miserable fatty's wretched, wavering cries reached the ears of a man and a woman hiding somewhere, eating eggs. The two exchanged a knowing smile and continued eating the bird eggs in their hands.
"You're too wicked, young master," Wu Qian could not help saying as she ate.
Su Mo rolled his eyes, finished his last mouthful of egg, and could not help letting out a burp.
"Hurry up and eat. We'll get moving once you're done..."
Wu Qian nodded and quickly finished her bird egg too. Then, feeling somewhat overstuffed, she slowly rose and turned toward the distant, unending screams.
"Aren't you going to do anything about that fatty, young master?"
Su Mo slowly rose as well and shook his head. "Don't worry. That fatty is no simple fellow. He won't die."
Wu Qian nodded and turned back toward Su Mo, raising her hand to gently pick the blades of grass off his spotless white robe.
Then she noticed a little soot from the roasted egg still clinging to the corner of his mouth. She took her silk handkerchief from inside her clothes and gently wiped the corner of his mouth...
Su Mo watched Wu Qian calmly and gave a gentle smile.
He turned toward the mountain flowers already blooming all around him and pondered briefly. "This seems a little too conspicuous..."
As he spoke, the flowers slowly receded on their own, hiding back in the ground.
Only then did Su Mo nod and turn toward the center of the Forbidden Land. "Let's go. The night of the full moon is almost here..."
"Mm-hmm." Wu Qian nodded.
The two set off toward the center of the Forbidden Land, their shadows stretching long beneath its moonlight...
Neither paid any more attention to the distant, piercing screams, as though they had