Across the vast, pitch-black interstellar route, the speeding spacecraft tore through the cold void.
The entire ship had already fallen completely silent.
It was deep into the night. The lights in every cabin had automatically dimmed, leaving only a hazy layer of dark-blue nightlight spread across the corridors. Soft, scattered light flowed over the gleaming metal floors, quiet and gentle.
In Lu Yuan's private cabin, the blackout curtains over the floor-to-ceiling window had been left open.
A dazzling river of stars hung upside down beyond the window, hundreds of millions of stars drifting silently. Fine starlight filtered through the glass and spilled across the bedding, floor, and edge of the bed, laying down a thin coat of silver frost, creating a tender atmosphere.
The temperature in the room was just right, the air clean and faintly cool. It was so quiet that it seemed as though nothing remained in the world but this tiny space.
Lu Yuan was not asleep. Leaning against the soft headboard, he calmly watched the dots of starlight streaking past outside the window.
Just then, an exceedingly faint sound of footsteps came from beyond the door, as light as a feather falling to the ground.
Click.
With an almost inaudible sound, someone gently pushed the cabin door open from outside, leaving a narrow crack.
A slender, graceful figure slipped sideways through the gap, her movements nimble yet carrying a trace of cautious shyness.
It was Gu Li.
She had only just taken the seat of Planet Lord of Silver Dragon Star, yet she held no attachment to the power of the starsea or the prosperity of her race. From beginning to end, the only one on her mind had been the young man before her.
The quiet, empty depths of night were precisely the time for