By the Catch Moon Lake.
The sheep was slowly inching towards the man-eating tiger, who had already unsheathed its ghostly white bone claws, while the sheep was oblivious to its incoming fate.
Truly oblivious--Li Piaoqing did indeed invite Qi Jiao, and speculated that they'd come, but whether they would come or when they'd arrive, she had no clue.
The autumn night was incredibly tranquil. When Li Piaoqing came, she felt the moist coolness of the moonlight on her skin, only to quickly realize that it was the lake's fog blending in.
The relaxed atmosphere she projected was a performance, but her preoccupied demeanor was not.
Tonight's events were a matter of life and death for the young girl. She had wagered everything she could on this moment without seeking anyone's permission.
The least significant of which was her own life.
Victory could change the world, but defeat would bring about complete destruction and obliteration.