In the dense, shadowy forest, birds and beasts lay low. The deeper one ventured, the less light there was, until it became so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and even Divine Sense was limited.

Li Daiyuan grew increasingly uneasy, forced to listen to the footsteps ahead and follow closely, taking small, cautious steps for fear of losing her way.

"How much further?" Li Daiyuan feigned calmness, avoiding any mention of the bizarre sights.

Su Qingqiu, however, saw brightness ahead. She turned and took Li Daiyuan's small hand. The latter flinched but, realizing it was the mysterious Young Master's maid, didn't resist and allowed herself to be led forward.