Night had fallen.
In the room, Zhao Qiong was reading an old book, absorbed in its pages.
Across from her, Li Sanlang was studying the fist technique carved into a bone fragment.
Suddenly, Li Sanlang put the bone fragment down and stood up.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qiong asked.
"I'm going to the bathroom," Li Sanlang replied.
"Oh."
Zhao Qiong lowered her head again and continued reading the thick book in her hands.
Li Sanlang really hadn't made any enemies. Throughout the entire apocalypse, no powerful wraiths had appeared to take his life.
Only...
But now the apocalypse was over. There was no longer any danger.
Thump!
The bathroom door shut, followed by the sound of a toilet flushing and a window opening.
An orange cat appeared in the night, landing silently on the windowsill.
Li Sanlang vanished, transforming into a long sword that disappeared behind the orange cat. The cat slipped into the bathroom, then changed back into Li Sanlang.
A while later,
Li Sanlang came out.
"Sister Zhao, if you're tired, go get some rest. There's nothing else to worry about tonight," he said.
Zhao Qiong smiled. "No. Since I'm here, I have to make sure you're safe all night. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
Gu Qingshan tried to persuade her a few more times, but Zhao Qiong looked gentle and mild, yet was stubborn about this sort of thing. She insisted on protecting Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan had no choice but to let her be.
He went back to his bedroom, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.
The Night Wanderer activated once more!
This time, Gu Qingshan had no particular goal. He was simply training his ability.
The night passed peacefully.
By the time dawn broke, Li Qiuyu had returned.
"Was he good last