Pah. Pah. PAAH.
"HNNGH~!!" The moan that followed was guttural. Involuntary. The sound of a woman's body responding to stimulation that her mind had not consented to.
Jin Wuchen's dark eyes widened. The elders stopped. They looked at each other — at the cave entrance, at the golden light pouring from it, at the sounds emerging from within.
"He is — he is in the act," Elder Biyu whispered. Her sharp face was crimson. "Right now. As we stand here."
"We should wait," Elder Suwen said, her kind face averted. "We should not intrude upon —"
"Nonsense," Jin Wuchen said. His deep voice was strained. "We did not travel three hundred li to stand outside a cave. We approach. Now."
He walked toward the cave. His enormous frame filled the entrance. His dark eyes adjusted to the interior light — the golden glow that emanated from the stone walls, illuminating the space within.
He saw.
