The icy night wind howled through the valley, mourning like a creature in agony for this land about to be swallowed by darkness. Lu Chen gripped his sword tightly, his eyes burning with a resolute light. The old man’s words still echoed in his ears, every syllable striking his heart like a heavy hammer.
"Can we trust him?" Huo Yao's voice was sharp in the silent valley. Though she appeared calm, her slightly trembling tone betrayed her inner unease.
"It is better to believe it true than to risk that it is," Lu Chen took a deep breath, his gaze fixed firmly on the depths of the valley. "If this plague is indeed being manipulated by human hands, we must find the mastermind and stop this disaster."
Chapter 41