When the outside world was shrouded in night, the sky above the courtyard where Liang Yi resided was similarly a serene nightscape sprinkled with the sparse light of the moon and stars.
Not far away, the sea of clouds glowed under the moonlight, revealing a majestic beauty starkly different from the daytime, prompting one to think of the ancient poem "The moon rises above the sea."
In the courtyard where the three of them were, it wasn't dim at all; instead, under this moonlight, it was as bright as day, yet softer than daylight.
After hearing Liang Yi's question, Wan Tinggui fell into deep thought, absentmindedly holding his teacup and savoring small sips.
Liang Yi didn't rush him, instead pouring another cup of tea for himself and his junior sister, waiting quietly for Wan Tinggui's response.
"Abnormal People... will they join?"
When Wan Tinggui came back to his senses and looked up again, Liang Yi found the answer in Wan Tinggui's response.
