The dilapidated wooden door shook violently under the enormous impact, making creaking noises as if it would fall apart at any moment. The hinges, unable to bear the weight, groaned in pain.
Then came the sound of a man's angry footsteps as he walked away. The footsteps were rapid and heavy, each step seeming to pound on one's heart, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.
His footsteps left deep footprints on the ground, as if telling of his anger and helplessness. His resentment and pain seemed to linger in those footprints.
"Brother, wait for me a moment, I'll go take a look." Xia Wan turned to look at Xia Tao, her eyes firm and calm, as if telling her brother that she was fully prepared and could handle any situation with ease.
She nodded slightly, indicating that Xia Tao should wait there, while she went to investigate. A reassuring light shone in her eyes, as if everything was under her control; that light radiated confidence and decisiveness.
Xia Tao knew very well that his younger sister had practiced martial arts since childhood and was as agile as a deer in the forest, moving silently like a gust of wind.
Going with her wouldn't be helpful; in fact, it might become a burden. Besides, he always believed that his sister was capable of handling any unexpected situation.
So he silently nodded in agreement: "Okay. Be very careful. If anything seems wrong, even the slightest abnormality, come back immediately, okay?"
His eyes were filled with worry and concern, but even more so with trust in his sister, a trust as firm as a rock.
He watched his sister's retreating figure, silently praying for her safety, every cell in his body worrying about her well-being.
Xia Wan tightly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief. The handkerchief still had a faint floral fragrance, which seemed especially precious in the face of the stench. She tried to use it to dispel the nauseating smell.
She tiptoed toward the cowshed, each step feeling like walking on cotton, without making a sound.
Her figure was like a ghost, almost imperceptible in the dim light, as if she had blended into her surroundings.
Her steps were light and agile, like a cat stalking in the dark, each step carefully calculated, each footfall precise and silent.
She cautiously crouched outside the cowshed, peering inside through the cracks in the dilapidated wooden planks.
Only Liu Cuilan remained in the room, slumped on the floor, sobbing softly. Her shoulders trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf shivering in the cold wind, her face streaked with tears and resentment.
Her hair was disheveled and fell across her face, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness. She hugged her knees tightly with both hands, her body curled up in a ball, as if she could find a sense of security in that way, but her trembling body betrayed the fear and anxiety in her heart.
Seeing this, Xia Wan quickly took out the prepared powder from her bosom. The powder had been carefully developed by her with a lot of time and effort and had special effects.
With a slight flick of her wrist, the powder drifted into the room like fine smoke, spreading through the air and silently heading towards Liu Cuilan, as if it were a silent trial.
The powder shimmered faintly in the dim light, slowly approaching Liu Cuilan, like a thread of fate tightly binding her to the impending punishment. Each grain of powder carried Xia Wan's determination for revenge.
After doing all this, Xia Wan turned back. Her steps were light and quick, like a nimble deer, and she soon returned to Xia Tao's side.
There was no trace of panic on her face, as if everything that had just happened was part of her plan. Beneath that calm expression lay a heart undisturbed by any disturbance.
"Xiao Wan? Why are you back so soon? What's going on inside?" Xia Tao's eyes flashed with a hint of gossip when he saw Xia Wan return.
He was filled with curiosity about what had happened in the cowshed, given how intense the argument had been; at the same time, he was also very worried about his sister's safety, his eyes full of concern.
His gaze swept back and forth over his sister, trying to find something unusual in her expression, not missing any subtle changes.
Xia Wan smiled, a smile tinged with mystery, as if she were telling a secret that no one else knew.
She pointed to the road behind her: "Brother, let's leave here first, we can talk as we walk."
Her voice was low and calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial little episode, not worth mentioning.
Afterwards, the two slowly walked away along the mountain road, their figures gradually disappearing into the forest. The story in the cowshed also came to a temporary end with their departure. But no one knew what kind of turmoil was hidden behind this tranquility.
Perhaps in the near future, the secret in the cowshed will be revealed again, and Xia Wan and Xia Tao will be caught up in a new storm. That unknown storm may bring more challenges and dangers, but they will also gradually grow in this storm and meet the arrangements of fate.
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