In the room covered with dust, Lu Bu'er looked at the nine neatly arranged bookmarks on the desk and remained silent for a long time before suddenly laughing soundlessly. At first, when he had just emerged from his cocoon, he had felt a great sense of estrangement from the entire world due to having no family to turn to. If he hadn't been lucky enough to reunite with his childhood friend, he might have developed mental issues and been unable to adapt to his new life.
But now it seems it wasn't like that at all. Although his parents were no longer in this world, they were accompanying him in another way.
He was never truly alone.
Lu Sixian keenly sensed his mood, and darkness gathered in her pale pupils, spreading like mist; the Dark Divine Art was quietly deployed.
