Du Juan and the others felt their hairs stand on end, but looking at the little ones, they didn't seem scared at all. Their big eyes were sparkling, radiating excitement.
"The sound is coming from there," Hei Dou's little hand pointed to the bushes nearby.
Lun Dou and Huang Dou collectively turned their heads, looking eagerly at their parents.
"Go ahead," Yang Ruxin waved her hand, "just be careful."
Lun Dou and Huang Dou immediately smiled, each holding a small whip that Gu Qingheng specially crafted for his daughters.
Meanwhile, Hei Dou's hand held a small dagger, also custom-made to fit his little hand.
But the little guy wasn't in a hurry to move forward; instead, he slowly followed behind his two sisters. His task was to act when his sisters were in danger. Dad said that this is called being a strong protective brother; he's a good brother.
The giggling sound from the bushes grew louder, seemingly accompanied by gusts of eerie wind.
