Ye Qingtang shook her head as she heard the melody. It made her lower her guard so she was unable to feel wary towards the mystic realm's dangers.
But this false sense of calm would be deadly in this place.
Biting her tongue, Ye Qingtang used the pain to dissipate the strange feelings that were pervading her mind. She had thought that the lady's voice was enchanting but now her heart filled with panic as she realized how bewitching it was.
"Let's go." Without wasting another second, Ye Qingtang decided to circle around the woman and get through the Scorched Hot Lands another way.
But before she had taken too many steps, the lady's warm, beautiful voice suddenly changed into one that was cold and filled with sorrow.
This sudden change made Ye Qingtang's heart leap to her mouth.
She hadn't forgotten the freezing wind that the change in melody had brought last time.
