An Yang calculated the time and shamelessly went to the practice room to listen to An You and Xiao Xueer practice singing for a while. When they started practicing their physical and dance routines, An You pushed and shoved him, forcibly driving him out.
He did not stubbornly linger inside. He returned to his room, locked the door, and entered Parlance.
At this moment, Parlance was in the middle of the night. The tall buildings of Silver Moon City constructed a city that never slept. High-tech defense circles, one after another, decorated it to an exceptionally magical degree. On the contrary, Silver Moon Castle, built against the mountain right in the center of the circles, was entirely bathed in darkness, like a monarch standing in the shadows and watching over the earth—even though advanced technology allowed buildings to be constructed like towering giants, not a single one could steal away its aura.
Today's timing was extremely special for the Eastern Continent and Northern Continent. Six moonspots of different colors dotted the night sky, and the brightest one belonged to the one at the edge of the sky. Because its surface was rich in several different precious metal ores, it presented various patterns dominated by light blue and light purple.
The moons were near and far, large and small, bright and dim. Some were suspended right overhead, some hung among the branches, and some hung over the distant mountains, making the night sky look exquisite and magnificent.
The earth was enveloped by moonlight all night long, and not a single star could be seen, all of them completely overwhelmed by their radiance!
Parlance had a total of seven satellites. People of the Eastern and Western Continents would never have the chance in their lives to see one of them; as for