We're not in spirit city anymore.

Shen Tai's voice rattled through the air, reverberating as it pulsed outwards before coming to a stop against the formation around the yard. 

"I—" Li Jun stuttered under the oppression as the large engraved wooden door shot open. Shen Tai rushed out, almost flattening Li Jun as he appeared out of thin air.

A moment of silence passed as Li Jun tried to figure out what to say. It wasn't his fault that this happened; he didn't think it was. What if it was something in the meat that poisoned her?

Shen Tai placed his hand over his daughter's head and then sighed deeply. The oppressive force vanished. 

'Yun'er.' Shen Tai whispered and held out his hand. A small jade bottle flew out from the room he had come from and landed in his palm. He placed the bottle to her lips, and a deep crimson liquid dripped into her mouth. It looked almost like blood, except for the fruity scent that drifted from the bottle.