You're Not the Underground Race's Spokesperson?

For Lin Yifei, Jiang Yue had been the only moonlight in her heart ever since September of their first year of middle school, when he'd jumped into a filthy ditch to help a poor girl who was being bullied, despite wearing clean clothes.

In their few encounters, Lin Yifei had always been especially forgiving toward Jiang Yue, and she'd kept urging him to join her and explore new levels of life together.

Though Jiang Yue had turned her down many times, Lin Yifei clearly hadn't given up.

This time, she'd left Seven Snail Mountain and chased him all the way to Yangfan Middle School.

"Lin, you left Seven Snail Mountain and came all this way at great risk. Surely you didn't come just to ask me that?"

Lin Yifei gave him a playful wink. "What if I did? Would you be so moved that you'd change your mind?"

"Someone as clever as you already knows the answer. I don't believe you came all this way for just one question."

Lin Yifei let out a soft sigh. Disappointment and sadness flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Just as Jiang Yue had said, she already knew the answer. But she still couldn't give up. She'd always wanted to ask him that one question.

"Jiang Yue, I've looked into it. Your parents have been missing for years, and your sister has joined the military. The people closest to you aren't by your side. What is there left in Star City that you're so attached to? You're clever. Don't you know disaster is about to strike Star City, and the end is near?"

As one of the earliest humans to mutate, Lin Yifei had always struck Jiang Yue as a possible spokesperson for the Underground Race.

So he wasn't surprised to hear her say that.