Zhuang Country's Three Mountains City.
The graceful City Lord of Three Mountains City, Dou Yuemei, stood in midair, holding a chubby little boy's hand, gazing in the direction of Feilai Peak.
The last of the renowned mountains in Three Mountains City was cleansed in a way no one expected. The shadow looming over the people of Three Mountains City seemed to vanish without a trace after a starry phenomenon,
but while the mountain before our eyes can be flattened, how does one flatten the mountain within the heart?
"Mom." The chubby boy curiously asked, "Where did it fly away to?"
Dou Yuemei naturally didn't know the answer, but she certainly couldn't appear faltering in front of her son, so she replied mysteriously, "To where it should go."
"Where it should go is..."
"Speaking of 'should,' shouldn't you be practicing martial arts? Did you finish today's lessons?"
The chubby boy suddenly cried out, "Oh, the wind makes my head hurt, Mom, let's go down."
