Ever since his search for the glowing stone had been exposed, Shen Ru, who had spent a week being industrious, had returned to a life without daylight.
Still, thanks to the little black bug's help, he had immediately pinpointed the instance where it could be found.
After lazing around for a few days, Shen Ru finally decided to enter the instance. Since Mo Yu already knew his goal, he figured that if he left without saying anything, he might be invited back into the little dark room to look at the mirror when he returned.
So, the night before he left, Shen Ru deliberately asked Mo Yu, "I'm going into an instance. Do you want to come with me?"
The black-haired young man had just finished showering and sat on the bed, warm and steamy, like a little milk dumpling.
His red eyes sparkled with excitement as he obediently sat up straight, waiting for Mo Yu to dry his hair.
The man picked up the hair dryer and gently gathered him into his arms. Black strands slipped between his slender fingers, his eyes brimming with tenderness he couldn't hide.
"Which instance?"
Shen Ru sat cross-legged, leaning against the man's chest, but even after thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with an answer.
Suddenly, a timid voice came from a corner of the room. "Cycle of Fate."
A little black bug hiding in the corner pitifully poked its head out. Its face still bore marks from whatever it had slept against.
"You haven't thrown it out yet?"
Mo Yu merely glanced at the little black bug. Dark Shadow mercilessly seized the little monster's right foot and flung it out of the bedroom with a flick of his tail.
"Don't pick up every stray thing you find. It's dirty."
Shen