In the dimly lit living room, Gu Qiye raised his right hand, curling his five fingers, with black lightning flickering at his fingertips.
He paused for a moment, then suddenly frowned slightly, looking down at the pitch-black arc.
"What... is this situation?"
It wasn't until this moment that Gu Qiye realized there was a strange symptom in his superpower.
The arc expanded uncontrollably outward like a beast released from its cage.
So he held his breath and focused, trying to control the lightning and restore it to its usual state.
Gradually, the color of the electric light changed from black to dark blue, shrinking inward as if exhausted, clinging to the skin. The uncontrollable feeling weakened significantly, and the lightning at his fingertips gradually stabilized.
Gu Qiye breathed a sigh of relief.
And at the moment the blue electric light lit up, the living room was illuminated, and Gu Wenyu's face was also lit up.
