Ling Wubian stared at his pale fingertips and gave a hollow laugh. “You don’t have to stay with a cold-blooded walking corpse like me. Go. I won’t stop you.”
Qu Luan shook her head. “Your heart is still alive. We’ll find your warmth again. We will.”
In this vast sea of people, with countless unknowns before them, how can they set out to find the living soul when they’re shut away from the world?
