"What is this?"
Xu Ran's azure eyes sparkled with an unusual glint as he observed back and forth between the strange stone sculpture resembling a Peregrine Falcon and the Peregrine Falcon itself.
The strange stone was lifelike, like a resting Peregrine Falcon, crouching quietly at the entrance of the valley. Its massive wings were faintly visible, leaving its true intentions unreadable, as if it would spread its wings and soar into the boundless sky at any moment.
Its head was sharp and tilted forward, much like the keen beak of a Peregrine Falcon, slightly curved, as if intently gazing at a distant prey. Even while resting, it remained vigilant, observing everything around with keen attention, so real it felt like a genuine Peregrine Falcon had been transformed into stone.
"Little White, could this stone sculpture have been carved to depict your ancestors?" Xu Ran speculated as he gazed at the stone sculpture.
