The setting sun looked like blood.
The palace that suddenly appeared under the sunset looked like a monstrous creature with a massive body.
Si Yujie was stunned by the scene and unconsciously began searching for Chen Lusi's silhouette.
And very soon.
She found him…
Because Chen Lusi hadn't vanished—he was still standing right in front of her.
Except at that moment, Chen Lusi looked very unusual.
His face was expressionless, and his clothes, body, and face were covered in black grime. Eerie black mist surrounded him, alternating between dispersing and condensing, connecting to the four entities behind him.
A little girl in a white dress, a wheelchair, a shadow, and a man with a clock for a head.
"…Chen Lusi?"
Si Yujie was stunned again and uncertainly called out to him.
"..."
Chen Lusi heard the call and slowly looked at her, his gaze devoid of emotion.
Si Yujie noticed Chen Lusi's gaze, and only felt a shudder from the depths of her spirit, rising suddenly.
