He gripped the rope with one hand and held aloft the heavy, golden lotus lantern in the other. He stared up at the well opening, a sight he had been longing to see for ages.,At this moment, Ou Yangrong stood under the moonlight, struggling. The delicate girl's slender eyes peeked out from between her arms, silently watching him.,When he was a child, as long as you gave him a slightly straight stick, there wouldn't be a flower or grass taller than his waist within ten miles of home; stray dogs would get two whacks. If you tied a string to it, not even a tadpole in the pond would stand a chance.。