novelzi Chapter 54 Just a Group of Children...
Chapter 54 Just a Group of Children...
"What is that? Is that a rabbit?!"
The young man's excited shout echoed through the tunnel, his eyes gleaming with fascination. Without thinking, he moved forward, reaching out—
Only for his sister to stop him.
She caught his arm firmly, her gaze still locked onto Wen Ran's unmoving figure. Her brows furrowed, her mind working through the situation. Who was this person?
His aura was powerful, yet refined. Unlike the oppressive and sinister presence of that crimson pillar that had shattered their sky, his energy felt noble, controlled—different. She couldn't understand why a stranger was in their secret passage or why he had chosen this place to meditate. And the rabbit... it was clearly connected to him.
Her temples throbbed.@@@@
Too many things had changed today. First, their village was exposed. Then, invaders arrived. And now—this. This unknown white-haired youth sitting calmly at their only exit.
Another headache to deal with.
"There's somebody blocking the path," she finally said, her voice low and careful.
"A foe?" Her brother's aura surged, his battle intent flaring as he instinctively prepared to fight.
"Relax, you're scaring the others..." she scolded her hot-headed brother, keeping her voice firm but calm. "Please do not fear, I'm not sure myself who we are dealing with yet." But before she could say anything else, she saw a subtle movement from Wen Ran. The faint killing intent in her brother's aura had stirred him awake, his eyes slowly opening. If one looked closely, they could see an unnatural sharpness in his crimson gaze, as if blades were hidden within them.
And seeing the effort Xiao Mo had put in—how could he simply discard it?
"Let's go," he said, his tone firm yet indifferent. Without sparing so much as a glance at the stunned group, he turned and walked away, his aura lingering like a passing storm.
To them, it was as if a deity had descended, charmed them effortlessly, and then vanished into the wind.
The group stood speechless, still reeling from his presence—until the young woman snapped out of her daze.
"W-Wait!" she shouted, her voice urgent as she rushed after him.
The young woman rushed forward, her instincts screaming at her not to let him go. She couldn't explain it—not properly—but it wasn't love or admiration. It was something deeper. A feeling that this man, this stranger, was someone who could help her.
But Wen Ran didn't care.
Without sparing her a single glance, he continued walking, his pace steady, his focus locked on the direction of the sect he had been searching for. He had no intention of taking on companions. This was not his thing.
Yet, they still followed.
The entire group, moving with cautious steps, trailed behind him like a shadow.
His temples throbbed. His patience wore thin. The sheer audacity of these people was testing him to his limits, pushing him toward the edge of madness.