The fog surged, obscuring everything, including the once-blooming flowers and the tall, erect loquat trees in the courtyard, as if they had been devoured by the cold mist, leaving not even the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.
Xu Yuan always felt that something was not quite right.
Whether it was the fog right before his eyes or Jing Lixue.
He had been walking along this corridor with Jing Lixue for three hours, yet the corridor remained unchanged, stretching seemingly without an end.
And Jing Lixue, who had asked him to accompany her on this walk, seemed to be just walking for the sake of walking, paying no attention to the surrounding scenery.
Furthermore, he noticed that she carried a lantern when she came, and the fog, upon nearing the lantern, would curl and surge like pigskin on a hot plate. If there was a problem with the fog, then undoubtedly, there was also something suspicious about the lantern she held.
"Xu Yuan, it seems you've noticed?"
