"I promise you, I will definitely show you the moon!"
In the voice of the youth, there was a certain determination. For some reason, this abrupt conversation left a deep impression on Zhou Baiyu.
"My name is Jiang Xianwu. I won't come near you... don't worry, I won't hurt you, I never thought about harming any of you. I just want to know, what exactly is my current situation."
"Why do you think I would harm you?"
"Why am I the only one glowing, why is everything around me pitch black, why...are you all avoiding me?"
Zhou Baiyu didn't call out Ado's name. He worried that this action might harm her.
Although he was ignorant about many things, the various oddities in the dark made the light seem like a very dangerous element.
He seemed like an ill omen, where anyone shone upon by it, or anyone who recognized him, might be punished.
Only that could explain the reactions of these people.
And the punisher was clearly the weaver of this dream—the Eternal Night.
