Shang Yanting paused in his steps and, upon hearing the sound behind him, resolutely leaped forward.
A sense of weightlessness surrounded him as the long tail of the female serpent above swung heavily downward, grazing Shang Yanting's cheek and leaving a blood mark. Immediately following, came an angry hiss for failing to catch its prey.
Bang—
He fell heavily to the ground.
The damp environment carried a musty odor accumulated over years.
He looked upward; it was so dark he couldn't see the narrow hole, nor could he see anything inside the cave. At that moment, an old voice echoed.
"Young man, why have you come here?"
"Who are you."
"Who am I?"
The old voice suddenly laughed, then spoke slowly and heavily, "So many years of worldly changes, and now no one remembers Ban Qi."
