Golden Coconut Inn,
The Guer Festival had truly arrived!
Li Si felt relieved. It was good that there had been no further complications.
Although he had already been certain that Zhu Ou was the most special existence in this illusion, and that the key to breaking through the seven-day cycle was most likely connected to her,
no one could be certain until the very last moment.
But now, it seemed that everything was proceeding quite smoothly.
That saved Li Si a great deal of time.
After seeing Zhu Ou and confirming that they had reached the second day, Li Si set out from the inn to take a proper look at the Guer Festival celebration.
What exactly had happened at the Guer Festival celebration hidden away by Ihaileisi, and what did it have to do with that Blood-colored Tower?
Li Si had some guesses, but he was not certain.
Just as the three of them were about to leave, a figure appeared at the entrance of the inn.
The moment Zhu Ou saw him, she froze.
The young man before them looked to be in his twenties. He wore a gray robe whose hems fluttered lightly in the wind, but they could not conceal his somewhat casual bearing.
His brown hair was slightly messy, with several unruly strands hanging over his forehead. It seemed he had not carefully tended to it in a long time, yet it lent him a touch of weathered weariness.
The young man had refined features, pale skin, and a haggard expression, as though he had gone without sunlight for too long or had exhausted himself with work.
Although those eyes were heavy with fatigue, they remained deep and bright, as if they concealed countless unspoken thoughts and sorrows.
The instant Li Si saw the young