Beneath the starry sky, Luo Chundong pointed at the gray-robed youth swaying unsteadily in the shadows.
The gray-robed youth was being held up by the back of his collar by Tie Shan, a Daoist Soldier as tall and imposing as a guardian statue. The youth seemed to be in a daze, neither fully awake nor asleep, until Luo Chundong pointed at him. It was as if he was waking from a long nightmare; his eyes snapped open.
The moment he saw Luo Chundong, the gray-robed youth's eyes filled with both joy and terror. "Uncle Dong! Night has fallen! We can't get back to the protected zone! The streets are crawling with Insect Gu! Quick! We have to go…"
Before he could finish, his gaze swept around. He saw Song Ciwan and Du Xingheng standing to one side, the two Daoist Soldiers, and further ahead, the Starry Sky Square… and the vast canopy of stars.
The gray-robed youth's voice died in his throat, utter bewilderment written across his face.
