The other players exchanged glances.
They looked at the closed glass door to the manager's office. The blinds slowly lowered, completely blocking the view beyond it until they could no longer make out anything inside.
Then they looked back at the two men on the sofa, watching Wu Heng calmly put away that "proof of marriage."
So...
They weren't just life partners-they were married? But what exactly was that piece of paper? Had marriage certificates ever looked like that? And did the eerie beings in the Nightmare World even recognize marriage certificates from the Real World?
The players all fell briefly silent.
Although they found it somewhat strange, to the other players, Su Bai and Wu Heng sitting there had become a painting.
For once, the window behind the sofa was not obscured by fog that blocked everything. They could see the night sky of the Nightmare World, and the round red moon hanging quietly in its darkness.
Beneath the moonlight, the man in the black cloak, his features concealed, sat with his back straight just so the person beside him could lean against him more securely. Though Su Bai looked frail and had been unconscious for a time, when he leaned against Wu Heng, he seemed to entrust himself to him completely.
In truth, the players could all guess that Su Bai had no wounds anywhere on his body. With his pale face and weakened spirit, he hardly looked like someone recovering from an injury suffered in the Nightmare World. He looked more like someone afflicted with an illness that was slowly draining his life.
Watching Su Bai lean quietly against Wu Heng, the players even felt that such a beautiful life was withering away, little by little.
Yet even so, Wu Heng, who had started with 1,000 points