Wei sat in the dimly lit corner of the Midnight Pawnshop, his body still trembling from the recent battle. Mei Lan sat across from him, her silent presence both a comfort and a reminder of how far they had come. Her eyes flickered with curiosity, but she made no move to ask the question they both knew was hanging in the air.
Mr. Shen stood behind the counter, his expression unreadable as always. He was methodically wiping down the various strange objects that lined the shelves, as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. But Wei knew better. He could feel the tension in the air, thick and heavy, pressing down on him like a weight he couldn't shake.
It was time to face the truth.
"You want to know, don't you?" Mr. Shen's voice cut through the silence like a blade. He didn't look up from his task, but the intensity of his words made Wei flinch.
