The night was as dark as ink, and the wind bit with a bitter chill, yet Zhong Yun’s room remained as warm as spring. After several days of recuperation under the careful attention of Shen Yao and Fatty Wang, his injuries had largely healed, and his true qi had been restored to its former state. However, whenever he recalled the ambush that night, and the leader of the Black-robed Man’s parting words—"someone wants you dead"—a shadow would hang over Zhong Yun’s heart.
"Brother Yun, are you really all right?" Fatty Wang asked, his voice muffled as he gnawed on a chicken leg. Though he was usually boisterous and carefree, he was sharp-witted; he knew that while Zhong Yun appeared calm on the surface, his heart was a sea of turmoil.
Zhong Yun set down his teacup, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "I’m fine. Fatty, help me notify Elder Li and Brother Zhao. Tell them I have urgent matters to discuss."
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