Ye Qiong slowly opened his eyes.
The familiar ceiling was still there.
The aromatherapy in the corner had already burned out, leaving only a faint scent of jasmine.
He sat up and rubbed his temples.
The memories in his mind were still surging. Everything in Penacony, everything about Firefly, felt as though it had happened only moments ago.
Ye Qiong turned to look at the couch across from him.
Dahlia was gone.
Only that wineglass remained on the couch, with a little amber-colored liquor still at the bottom.
Ye Qiong frowned.
When had she left?
He pulled out his phone. The moment he unlocked the screen, a message popped up.
Sender: Silver Wolf.
"Hey, figured you might be worried about her, so I'm messaging you."
"She's lying in the medical pod. Everything's fine."
"You should put your mind at ease and get ready for the next part of the script."
"Elio said he doesn't know your next script either."
Ye Qiong stared at those lines and let out a long breath.
As long as she was okay.
It was only a message, and Silver Wolf still sounded as flippant as ever, but at least it meant Firefly was alright.
As long as she was alright, there was still a chance.
Ye Qiong put his phone back into his pocket and got out of bed.
He had to find Himeko and the others.
The matters of Douluo Continent, the Iron Curtain, and the Chrysos Heirs—he had to tell every member of the Astral Express crew.
He could not delay any longer.
Ye Qiong had just reached the door and was about to open it,
when he saw a shadowy figure!
A man in black!
The person who had given him the system.
Ye Qiong froze.
He instinctively took half a step