"Unless… this calamity is meant to happen again."
"So, this relief mural was left behind as a reminder."
Fang Shuwen shook his head.
"Forget it. Let's keep moving.
"This was left here ages ago. It's impossible to know if it's true or not. No sense in dwelling on it."
"Mm."
Luo Shuqing nodded and continued following Fang Shuwen.
However, Fang Shuwen wasn't nearly as calm as he let on.
He had suddenly thought of the Rooster Guard, one of the Twelve Hour Guards of Dragon Abyss. Seeing the "great calamity" on the mural reminded him of what Luo Wenzhou had called "that day."
'Could these two things… somehow be related?'
The thought seemed absurd even to him.
'A mural in a secret passage here in Tingtiao Pavilion—one of the Eight Forbidden Areas of the East Sea—is somehow connected to "that day," the obsession of Dragon Abyss, that mysterious organization from the Central Province?'
If that wasn't absurd, what was?
And there wasn't a shred of evidence to support it.
