When Yao Ziyan came down the stairs, she saw two figures, one large and one small, nestled together and watching the Magic Phone before them with rapt attention.
There was an inexplicable sense of harmony to the scene.
"What are you watching?" Yao Ziyan set down the snacks she had just made and asked with a smile.
"Big Sister Yao Ziyan." Bai Yu pattered over to Yao Ziyan's side and hugged her.
Bai Yu was always especially enthusiastic with people she knew well.
Yao Ziyan crouched down, affectionately pinched her cheek, then took her back to her seat and sat down with Bai Yu in her arms.
"What happened in the Shadow Realm the day before yesterday," Luo Chuan answered casually.
"Mhm, mhm." Bai Yu nodded repeatedly.
Yao Ziyan was not surprised. According to Luo Chuan's earlier explanation, the Shadow Realm and the deep sea shared a special connection. It would have been strange if upheaval sweeping across both worlds had caused no commotion.
"Play it again." Luo Chuan dragged the progress bar back to the very beginning.
Yao Ziyan gave Bai Yu a snack and fixed her gaze on the Magic Phone's screen.
White sand, gloomy clouds, dim daylight.
Together, they formed the unchanging scenery of the Shadow Realm.
Across the pale desert, black figures of varying sizes moved slowly, though most simply stood quietly in place.
They were the Shadow Dwellers who had lived here for countless ages.
Only some possessed a rough human outline. Some even resembled the giants of legend, larger than hills.
Yao Ziyan was no stranger to this. She simply watched quietly while analyzing the footage.
Judging by the angle of the camera, the one filming was likely a Shadow Dweller as well.
Suddenly, all the Shadow Dwellers seemed to sense something. In an