"There's nothing I, Wen Hu, can't do if I set my mind to it!" Wen Hu roared with heroic spirit, as if encouraging himself.
Luo Ying stopped responding and continued climbing in silence.
After passing one mountain peak, another appeared. The two crossed waterfalls and streams, and climbed for two more days before Luo Ying finally stopped halfway up a mountain and looked up at the peak.
There is a cave entrance several dozen feet up.
It was a grotto.
Black Mountain Grottoes.
Luo Ying, who usually had a relaxed and smiling expression, looked unusually serious with a solemn expression.
He said softly, "I've returned to this place I once called home."
Wen Hu pointed towards the cave entrance and asked, "Is the mountain lord inside?"
Luo Ying nodded.
Seeing that Wen Hu looked like he was about to leap up, Luo Ying reminded him, "He's not hospitable. I suggest you wait for him to come out."
Wen Hu thought for a moment and then gave up the idea of breaking in.
Luo Ying took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm, but Wen Hu could still hear the tension in his voice.
"Father, it's been so long, don't you want to see your son?"
After speaking, Luo Ying stood straight in place, without saying another word.
After waiting for a moment with no response, Wenhu looked at the cave entrance and then at Luoying.
"he……"
Just as Wen Hu was about to speak, a strong wind suddenly swept up from the mountainside.
Countless tiny pebbles fell from the mountain peak.
Wen Hu struck several times with his palms, knocking the stones away.
The sound of wheels rolling on the gravel reached Wen Hu and Luo Ying's ears, and a figure gradually appeared at the cave entrance.
"Little rascal, you've grown so much."
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