The moon tonight is astonishingly bright.
With its glow, the stars that previously flickered like diamonds have long been engulfed by the dark blue night sky.
As time ticks by, the moon, originally hanging mid-air, is now slowly drifting towards the center of the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Around He Qing, the rooftops of surrounding buildings gradually reveal varied silhouettes belonging to mountain spirits and ghosts.
Big Bear and Little Bear from the zoo huffed and puffed, finally managing to climb onto the rooftop—alas, being majestic and robust isn't always beneficial; climbing is a bit challenging as their round bellies bulge and constantly bump against the wall.
Just as Little Bear paused for breath, he discovered someone already on the rooftop, making his heart skip a beat.
Mingjue glanced at them, then swept his eyes: "Leave here."
