Chu Xuanzhen stood in the darkness, his entire being radiating loneliness and indifference.
It was as though he were the only person in the world.
Shen Yangge had no idea that his fainting from the heat had sent Chu Xuanzhen's madness spiraling out of control.
Shen Yangge had fainted, but System 615 in his mind had not gone offline. It quietly observed Chu Xuanzhen.
"You're there, aren't you?"
Chu Xuanzhen's deep, hoarse voice rang out in the darkness. System 615 froze for a moment, then quickly decided those words were not directed at it. After all, the male lead could never discover its presence.
However, Chu Xuanzhen's next words puzzled System 615 once again.
He said, "Come out."
The palace hall was deathly silent. Never mind someone emerging from hiding-not even a ghost could be seen.
System 615 was about to go offline, having discovered another minor issue with this world's database that it needed to address.
Chu Xuanzhen said, "Not coming out?"
The tip of his longsword rested against the floor. With every step he took toward the bed, the scraping of the sword tip followed him like an eerie melody.
It was painfully grating.
System 615: [...] Although it did not know which assassin hiding in the hall the male lead was ordering out, his demonic voice made it suspect that the assassin had been frightened out of their wits and no longer dared emerge.
"Don't let me find you."
With that, Chu Xuanzhen thrust his sword into the spot beside Shen Yangge's cheek. Had his hand strayed even slightly, he could have stabbed the unconscious Shen Yangge to death.
The sudden move frightened System 615 into freezing up. As a system dedicated to courting death, it had done no shortage of death-defying things, but it had never