Whispers of the Night

The hour grew late, and Zi Yin yawned stretching his limbs. Never once did Zhan Sheng let go of his waist, keeping them close the entire time. "There's one last place I want to show you."

Zi Yi n nodded and allowed Zhan Sheng to hold him tighter as he leaped into the air, flying for several moments before they landed in a small secluded area.  Zhan Sheng brought Zi Yin to a small ancestral tomb, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of memories and emotions. The tomb was located in a serene area, surrounded by tall, ancient trees that seemed to guard the resting place of their ancestors. It was a simple yet dignified shrine, adorned with intricate engravings and delicate carvings of dragons and phoenixes.