The Zhou Capital at dawn should have been awakened by the rising sun and its gentle morning rays.
The air should have been filled with the scents of cooking smoke from the morning market and the crispness of the morning dew.
Yet now, looking up, what met the eye was a strange, encroaching twilight.
It wasn't a natural dusk, but a weary and hazy scene, as if time had been forcibly fast-forwarded by more than half a day.
Patches of fog, thick and thin, mingled with the multicolored neon lights already lit throughout the urban jungle. This strange combination cast an illusory, unreal halo over the cold, hard steel structures, making even the air seem to turn viscous.
"Is it... getting dark?"
Gu Ming subconsciously looked up at the sky and muttered, his brow furrowed slightly.
He was cloaked in the Shadow Cloak formed by the black Cat Demon, Ah Ji. His figure, like a specter completely blended into the background, silently departed from Wenquxing University.
