"Madam! Madam!"
Zheng Xiu cried out desperately. Xie Luohe was unresponsive, as if she couldn't hear him. When he finally shouted, "Xie Luohe!", her body shuddered, though less violently. Veins bulged on her forehead as she fought to suppress her pain, and she pointed toward the heart of the battlefield. "Don't... No more killing!"
Zheng Xiu froze at her words.
He suddenly looked up, toward the valley entrance. Outside, the wind still howled, even though the storm had passed. And yet, not a single gust reached inside the valley. 'What's blocking the wind and sand?'
