"Seventh Young Master!"
"Seventh Young Master!"
The boy woke from a hazy daze, faintly hearing someone calling him and shaking his body. He opened his eyes to see an emaciated, elderly face filled with worry and urgency. "Seventh Young Master, are you alright..."
Bang!
Before the words were fully spoken, a giant head burst apart like a smashed watermelon, spraying blood everywhere, drenching the boy's face. The heavy stench overwhelmed his senses, jolting him awake. His consciousness trembled violently—Who am I? Where is this?
After just a few moments of confusion, clarity swept through his mind: Me, I am Gu Yu!
"Young Master, run!"
"Roar!"
Bang! Bang! Boom!
No time to think further, the fierce battle nearby grabbed his attention. It was a sparse grove, and in the short distance lay rolling green mountains, seemingly at the foot of the range.
