"Young Master," Ling'er's voice cut through the mist, clear and sharp as a lotus leaf parting the waters,
"It is unwise to proceed without proper understanding of the dangers that lie ahead... This one doesn't mean to question Young Master but that tunnel seems dangerous, we should wait and let someone decipher it, if we went ahead we would be the target of others, we have already lost 10 members..."
"Sister Ling'er is correct, it's unwise to enter first, we would attract unwanted attention," Yi Xin Xue said voice as gentle and melodious as a hummingbird.
Zhao Fan paused in his step, turning his gaze back to Ling'er, her eyes, cool and sharp, held a warning within their depths.
"What concerns you?" His tone was patient, like a father inquiring about a child's troubles, "Just wait for one long Agar incense time and they shall be resurrected,"
Ling'er's lips, rosy as the dawn, parted slightly upon hearing the words.
They will be resurrected? How?
