Precious Cargo

There was something off… something just wasn't right.

Not the carriage moving towards the unknown. Not the delirium clouding his judgment. Not the heat burning over his body and the sensations he had no time to indulge in. Not the fact that Xu Hu Zhe was nowhere to be found. Not the fact that Bai Mo barely flinched as he chucked all their belongings; valuable and even more valuable, into thin air.

…Well, those things would normally be concerning, but it was more than that. When he pushed the cargo including his beloved little nephews and his dad's memorial tablet into the space there was a feeling…

It was fleeting, but Xu Zeng felt like there was something he was missing. Just by a little teeny bit, but something was missed.

"What was that?" One of the two men driving the carriage spoke up causing both Bai Mo and Xu Zeng to quiet down.