When Bai Yungui arrived in this bizarre world, everyone else was still trembling as they prayed for an SSR card to protect them.
But that guy had already survived again and again through his solid (knowledge) and extraordinary powers of persuasion.
This time, a pair of eyes that belonged to no earthly being fixed on him
“Have you really never…”
Bai Yungui turned his head, avoiding that gaze. His voice was as light as a sigh.
“Been in love.”
“Hey, if you’ve got something to say, just say it. Keep your hands off me.”
Bai Yungui dies (not really).
Black flames consume the world, and red threads bind us together.
