Chap 127 - Qian Ya State

The atmosphere in the Summer Dust Valley was suffocatingly silent, with all eyes fixated on Xue Yang. He lowered his head and anxiously cupped his hands, a single bead of sweat forming on his forehead. Slowly, the droplet traced a path along his jawline, suspended in time before finally plummeting to the ground.

Everyone present noticed the glistening sweat, their attention captured by the sight, except for Old Wi, who wore a sinister smile while his eyes narrowed, focused on the distant forest. Standing nearby, Old Ai, Old Ping, and Dai Qing crossed their arms, their minds abuzz with speculations about Qian Ya's involvement.

Under the scorching sun, the deafening silence enveloped Summer Dust Valley, overpowering even the high-pitched chirping of Atlantic canary birds. The tension in the air was palpable, intensified by the relentless heat that roasted Xue Yang's body.

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