The Little Daoist Child was having a grand time asking and answering his own questions.
"Shouzhuo, you're spouting nonsense again."
Just then, a cold voice drifted in from the doorway.
The Little Daoist Child, Shouzhuo, scrambled to his feet. He tossed the Crystal Stone back into the Crystal Pool, then bowed. "Uncle Yu!"
"Hmph. Even though Elder Zhao isn't here, you can't afford to be so slack... Has anything been out of the ordinary?"
"Reporting to Uncle Yu, nothing is out of the ordinary..." Shouzhuo finished, then paused in thought for a moment before suddenly adding, "But... I feel like something's a little different. I just can't put my finger on it."
Hearing the Little Daoist Child's words, Yu Zhengnan's expression grew taut. He was about to ask for more details.
Just then, a sharp CRACK echoed from the mirror-like area above the Crystal Stone Pool, a space that wavered between illusion and reality.
"That's it! That's the sound! I thought I was hearing things."
