When Su Shijun returned to Greenhill Mansion, it was already late at night.
The silent atmosphere pervaded every corner of Beta Town, and the quiet Greenhill Mansion was shrouded in a thin layer of Gothic black gauze, resembling a noble young girl draped in a wide Black Robe, sitting calmly under the moon, contemplating the distance between morality and the Starry Sky.
Most of the servants in the mansion were already at rest.
Su Shijun had no intention of disturbing them further.
She drifted silently like a blue butterfly through the garden, courtyard, foyer, and corridor, stopping only at the entrance to the study—originally she intended to handle some experiment reports that came back in the evening, but now, she changed her mind and turned towards the dining room.
She sat silently in the darkness, under the moonlight, slowly flipping through the materials in her hands.
