The drumbeats on Bai E Hua Avenue had been replaced by a soft flute beneath the moonlit night.
As the harbor fog dispersed, Ji Li slowly opened his eyes. When he raised his head, he saw a bright full moon hanging overhead.
A woman in purple sat on the edge of the harbor's Giant Furnace, lightly swinging her legs. The swaying moonlight seemed to hang beneath her ears.
The gentle flute melody seemed to come from fifty years ago, yet it truly echoed through Ji Li's mind, newly stirred by Awakening, dispersing the stale aura of Republic Street.
Ji Li slowly rose from the icy ground, supporting himself with the Stage Sword in his right hand. He first glanced at the Woman in Purple with his gray-black eyes, then looked around.
This was Chengxiang Port, at the end of Old Yu Street.
Many things could no longer be explained—not just the events, but space itself.
Ji Li carefully reviewed everything that had happened before, searching through the chaos for the sequence of events.
After the Misfortune Event, he had seen a glimpse of Fate at Shanming University of Finance and Economics. After being looked at by some mysterious gaze, the Gray Soul had possessed him.
After that, all his memories had been lost.
When he underwent Awakening again, he was at the bottom of an unknown well, surrounded by ruins. There was no way to deduce what the Gray Soul had done.
Then, the Ghost Bride had dragged him into the "bridal chamber" on Bai E Hua Avenue. It should now be just after the Night Watchman's night had ended, and he had returned to the Real World.
The Woman in Purple sat at the edge of the giant wheel, playing a familiar tune beneath the moonlight and bringing a