Beneath the bright moonlight, the world lay quiet as water, everything steeped in a dreamlike haze.
And as the final character vanished from the notebook, the air's sense of suffocating stillness reached its peak.
Selena stood not far in front of Fu Qian, clearly in a strange state of mind: part mortified rage, part helpless indignation.
"How did you do that?"
But more than five hundred years of experience counted for something. After taking a deep breath, she chose to recognize the situation and act accordingly.
"I can understand how you guessed I'd come, but you were already so deeply restrained. How did you have the strength to react like that?"
"Take a guess."
Her question was entirely reasonable, but Fu Qian didn't rush to answer. Instead, he let her work it out for herself.
"That moment when you disappeared... what did you do?"
Selena didn't disappoint. She went straight to the heart of it.
"So you really can sense what's happening in here?"
Fu Qian nodded in satisfaction, confirming his suspicion.
Ignoring Selena's darkening expression, Fu Qian turned around and surveyed the silent, eerie realm.
"So what's this thing called?"
"Ancient Recollection."
Selena clearly knew what Fu Qian was asking about.
Ancient Recollection? That was an unusual name.
Fu Qian repeated it softly, his brow furrowing.
"Older than you?"
Maybe it was just his imagination, but for a moment Fu Qian thought the teeth in the vampire's mouth had grown even sharper.
But she soon put her impressive emotional composure to work again and returned to normal.
"It had already existed for a long time when I found it."
She lowered her voice and patiently explained.
"Got it."
Fu Qian looked as if he'd learned something.
"Putting something like this in a busy part of Shangjing—aren't you worried