For more than ten days in a row, Jiang Yuebai sat on the rooftop every day, gazing into the depths of the Netherworld Sea, sitting there all day long.
Lu Nanzhi sometimes sat with her, neither speaking, and the two silently sat from sunrise to dusk.
Each time someone returned from outside, Jiang Yuebai would stand up, staring intently at the returning person, but each time, all she saw were increasingly solemn faces.
Xie Tianbao and Ding Lanzhi had gone deep into the Netherworld Sea, yet still couldn't find any trace of the Merfolk.
It had been twenty-seven days since Xie Jingshan's soul left his body. On this day, before dawn, Jiang Yuebai as usual sat on the rooftop, holding a book, distractedly flipping through it.
As the sky brightened, Shen Huaxi came to Jiang Yuebai's side, handing her a white thumb ring carved with orchid grass.
"What is this?" Jiang Yuebai asked as she took the thumb ring.
