Ever since he came to this particular world, Luther didn’t have the chance to fully appreciate the night sky.
Luther slowly blinked his eyes; he felt as if his body and thoughts were about to amalgamate into a column of smoke and merge into the starfield above him. The silver stars dotted the deep dark blue sky, glowing resplendently like scattered diamonds, twinkling with lights that have existed in the universe billions of years before.
[It’s so beautiful…] He exhaled lightly, feeling a little sleepy.
Suddenly, the star-speckled sky was blocked by a large magnified face. Li Zhijun peered down at Luther with his sly fox-like eyes beaming with a playful amusement.
“What are you doing?”
“The night sky is so beautiful… Huh? Brother Jun?” Luther, who had been panting in his pool of blood, regained his clear-headedness and only reacted after a while. He weakly turned his eyes to the side, “Are Marcie and the others here too?”
