Linxiang City.
When Zhou Baiyu smelled the long-missed scent within the spacious flat of Yún Jǐn Tiān Jiāng...
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar setting of the room, revealing a happy smile.
The room was cleaned spotlessly. Although the room had been unoccupied for the better part of a year, Ling Hansu came to tidy it up every day.
Zhou Baiyu felt the intention behind the gesture and warmth filled his heart.
However, when he opened the door, ready to surprise everyone, he realized—it was noon.
Exactly when everyone was investigating various incidents.
Ling Hansu, Waking Inconstant, and Guang Tongchen, Constantin, Nina, all were not around.
Upon entering the living room, Zhou Baiyu saw a small blackboard with many tags, many photos. Various lines were drawn.
There were various text descriptions on the photos.
Zhou Baiyu glanced at them and roughly understood the current situation.
"Linxiang City looks really chaotic now."
