The mountains were profoundly quiet, the wind outside causing the papered windows to flap loudly.
Hua Lei looked up and said, "Is the mountain wind always this strong here?" In the Lian family's home, the windows were fitted with glass, but here, they were merely papered, without any glass installed.
Yueyao, addressing Hua Lei and Qiao Lan who were still sewing beneath the lamp, said, "Stop sewing, doing too much needlework at night is harmful to your eyes."
Before Hua Lei and Qiao Lan had a chance to reply, a sudden wolf howl sounded outside. Jolted by it, Hua Lei, with a face full of panic, asked, "Miss, what is that? Why is it so frightening?" It sent chills down one's spine.
Yueyao laughed and said, "That's the howl of a wolf. Don't be afraid, the mountains around us have been cleared, the wolves are far from here!" Having often heard wolves during her time in the mountains, Yueyao found the sound strangely familiar.
