Chaos Star, a dark night with high winds, evil spreading and growing.
In the dark alley, Duan Mengjun's arm was still bleeding.
The green blood looked sticky and disgusting, the color Duan Mengjun hated the most.
She covered her arm, her breath weak, seemingly on the verge of death.
For some reason, a beam of light shot in from the front.
Duan Mengjun squinted to see, only to spot a man emerging from the void.
"Huh?"
The man spoke.
"There's an Insect Person here."
Duan Mengjun was very aware that the man's sudden mention of "Insect Person" referred to her.
She propped herself up, standing with a hint of coldness in her expression.
"Who are you?"
"Me?" The man pointed to himself, "Cheng Qingye."
He gently stroked the Light Brain on his left wrist, seemingly troubled.
"You saw me, now what?"
His tone was airy, without emotion.
"Looks like I have to kill."
Duan Mengjun's pupils constricted.
