Zhang Yue and Lin Wan'er walked hand in hand, slowly returning to the village. The afterglow of the setting sun draped over them like a golden silk veil, stretching their shadows long upon the ground. The village was filled with the lingering tension of the battle, hanging like a heavy haze over every corner. Villagers gathered in small groups, whispering anxiously about the thrilling and terrifying battle that had just ended. Their faces were etched with fear and unease, and their eyes betrayed a deep worry for unknown dangers.
Returning home, Zhang Yue and Lin Wan'er sat quietly by the table, remaining silent for a long moment. A trace of lingering fear still remained on Lin Wan'er's face; her beautiful eyes held deep anxiety, and her lips, once as pink as peach blossoms, now appeared pale, as if all their blood had been drained away by fright. Zhang Yue's brow was tightly furrowed, resembling a volcano on the verge of eruption, concealing endless contemplation. His gaze was deep and solemn, as if he were looking past the peaceful surface to probe the huge conspiracy hidden beneath.
"Brother Yue, why do you think those monsters suddenly appeared?" Lin Wan'er finally broke the silence. Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a sense of unease and doubt, much like a startled fawn.
Chapter 189