The mountains and fields were awash with a burning, enchanting red glow, like a sea of blossoming flowers on the other shore, compelling one to stare unblinkingly.
Under the night sky, all strange occurrences were eerily silent; no one could hear a sound. The dark forest cast trembling, deep shadows towards the village, as the wind stirred the fence gates.
The village was as quiet as ever, with lights on in only a few houses, while the majority remained pitch-dark. No one heard the commotion from behind the mountain, nor did they come out to appreciate this bizarre scenery. Whether they had gone to sleep without seeing or were... accustomed to it?
"Indeed, it has come."
The man's expression remained unchanged, quietly gazing at the splendid light atop the hill.
Cen Dongsheng twisted open the thermos, which contained tea bags specially prepared for him by Lady Sister. He took a sip of the still-warm goji berry tea and contemplated.
