A Difficult Dad
The enchanted fog was long left behind them, and now, as the sea had calmed, the clouds drifted aside to reveal the ghostly moon in its fullness.
XueYa lingered over the railings, deep in thought. The fog must have been set up either by Le Hong or Liu Ximeng. Out of these two geezers, Le Hong was a more likely culprit to create such a devious trap.
It was all in the book. The third book that grandpa Mang had lost to the old and thankfully long dead Le bastard - Le Hong's father.
The most powerful enchantments and incantations known within the sorcerer community were all in Le Hong's hands.
It rightfully belonged to the Mang family! XueYa's fingers curled over the railing of the ship, nails digging to the worn wood.