A naturally lecherous playboy held a soft, fragrant beauty in his arms—a stunning woman he had coveted for ages—yet behaved himself perfectly, without the slightest impropriety. He did not even have the most basic physical reaction. That certainly did not mean he had changed his nature. The likeliest explanation was—he was truly exhausted.
Xiang Qian was currently lying on Wanda's bed, sleeping soundly. His unprecedentedly listless state worried Wanda greatly, and she stayed by his bedside without leaving him for a moment.
She had not expected that the moment she sat down, something would go wrong with Xiang Qian.
Tiny points of light flew out from Xiang Qian one after another, spinning in midair and tugging at one another in a peculiar rhythm. Their paths appeared chaotic, yet there seemed to be some center that the naked eye could barely discern.
Wanda instinctively reached out to touch them, but the points of light passed through her hand without obstruction, continuing to circle along their respective paths.
The strange phenomenon startled the newly initiated Scarlet Witch. Even stranger, those points of light flickered in and out of existence. At times, with a brief lapse in focus, there would be nothing before her eyes; but once she concentrated again, the lights would materialize out of thin air.
Wanda did not dare let herself be distracted again and watched intently. More and more points of light appeared, and as their rotation steadily expanded outward, they soon occupied more than half the room.
Only then did Wanda finally see what those points of light were.
They were galaxies, one after another.
Wanda had not attended much school and knew little about astronomy. She could not even recite the order of the planets in the Solar System. But thanks to Xiang Qian's unrestricted access to