The walk home was made in uncomfortable, stifling silence. No one spoke a word. Wu Meiying looked like she wanted to say something several times, but she would glance at Mother each time, then slowly close her mouth as though she had thought better of it.
Father was dragging the Spotted Snow Lion’s carcass behind him, leaving a trail of blood in the snow. Magical Beasts were like living treasures. Various parts of their bodies could be used in alchemy, and they sometimes had a monster core that sold for a lot.
When they arrived at the main gate, it was to find two guards standing at the entrance. Their eyes widened when they caught sight of the group.
“Welcome back, Lord Yōushì, Lady Àiliàn, and Lady Taohua. I see you managed to find your wayward son and his… friend.”