As the full moon appeared, the sky turned crimson, countless grains of sand raging wildly in the storm.
Jiang Shouzhong still strolled amidst the storm.
This seemingly terrifying burning storm, however, caused him no harm at all.
Previously, while staying inside the house, he could feel the scorching remnants of the storm, quite frightening. But now walking within the storm, Jiang Shouzhong felt nothing.
"Trying to scare me?"
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly laughed, giving the finger to the sky, "You think you can?"
Soon enough, he arrived at the village.
Just as he anticipated, Jiang Yi was already inside avoiding the storm.
Clearly, no matter how they parted ways, they were always fated to be together, to precisely... undergo a bloody tragedy.
Jiang Shouzhong pushed the door open and entered.
Jiang Yi, who was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees in a daze, was startled.
