Xia Nan observed the towering wooden gate ahead, pondering in his heart how he could get these two across to the other side.
And just as the scene fell into silence, suddenly, an unusual noise came from the other side of the heavy wooden door.
"Creak…"
It was the crisp sound of metal chains rubbing and colliding on the door bolt.
Xia Nan's heart stirred, and the next second, he had Dong Shu and Lilia stand behind him.
Just as he had predicted.
The door, which should have been opened the day after the ritual concluded, slowly opened a crack amidst a creaking noise.
The not-so-blinding sunlight seeped into the canyon through the gradually widening door gap, allowing Xia Nan to glimpse the scene behind the door.
The villagers who had left here earlier were now quietly standing at the canyon entrance under the lead of the village chief and Aspen.
They might be ignorant, but not stupid.
