In the hall, there was a dead silence. Even the candle flame seemed to have dimmed a lot, casting a shadow over the heart.
If the Reincarnator had known there would be such a question and answer, perhaps they wouldn't have hoped for Tieguanyin to appear.
More terrifying than confusion is despair.
Even if they were previously muddled, not knowing why they came or what they were carrying, hiding and stealing little pleasures every day, the Reincarnator could still live freely and easily. But now, it's as if they've been awakened by a bang, seeing the most terrifying future.
Tieguanyin quietly sat at the table, enjoying the slight fragrance of candles, seemingly giving them time to digest.
Er Guotou and Miss White Wine, Sweet Potato Wine, all just sat there dazed, some feeling extremely despairing and oppressed, while others felt the oppression of others and didn't dare to speak loudly for the moment.
