A love slave to a Qilin

Grief is like the ocean, it comes in waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim - Vicki Harrison.

Rui Fei who had recently dealt with the possibility of losing Ji Yao not too long ago felt like his entire insides were being torn apart bereft by grief. A feeling of loneliness and anger tore at his gut as he was held down on the ground.

Struggling hard he tried to free himself but for the first time, he experienced the true difference in strength between a cub and a skilled Huishe adult.

Watching Ji Yao's body lying there all alone as sparks from the beam of light tearing through the sky rain down he felt aches and pains in his chest like it was being ripped to shreds. With a tear-stained face, his body was suddenly shrouded by a dark aura like that of his father with the whites of his eyes turning black.