"What happened?"
Xu Ji trembled among the rows of seats, pressing himself against the window to get a better look.
He had actually decided to pretend he hadn't seen anything as soon as he realized those strange things existed.
The logic was simple: since he'd lived just fine to the age of twenty without knowing those things existed, who was to say he couldn't live to eighty by pretending they didn't exist at all?
Besides, even his own father hadn't said anything to him. What did that mean?
It meant his father could handle them!
So this whole time, he'd been doing his best to forget that those things existed.
He'd even pretended not to hear Han Su say he was going out to kill people. But he hadn't expected that he really wouldn't be able to avoid getting involved...
Once he realized there was no avoiding it, though, he just couldn't suppress his curiosity. He pressed himself against the train window and stared outside, but all he saw was an endless, pitch-black night. Layer upon layer of gale-force winds swept past with a howl.
Dark clouds seemed to hang low in the sky, occasionally flashing with strings of sparks. In the endless clouds, tentacles curled down like something out of a nightmare.
He forced his eyes wide open, but could only glimpse fragments of the scene. He couldn't see the truth.
He could tell that a fierce battle was taking place outside, and he knew Han Su must be in danger. He felt rather guilty.
He knew perfectly well that he was an ordinary person who couldn't join the battle outside, but he still couldn't settle down. Unable to contain himself, he pulled out his phone and then...
...took a few pictures outside, wondering whether he should post them