C358 Waiting for Death!?

Under the cover of night, a carriage dashed through the sky, its eerie green glow a shield against the raging hurricane.

An elderly coachman peered out from the emerald carriage and spoke, "Elder Dongmen, I'm uncertain about something and wonder if it's appropriate to discuss it."

After a pause, Dongmen Zhenhai's voice emerged from within the carriage, "Elder Ping