The moonlight was somehow covered by dark clouds.
The wind started to rise gradually over the sea.
The sea breeze carried a faint scent of blood, swirling around Song Yun and the Judge.
The Judge's face bore an expression of excitement, an excitement that made him appear extremely eerie and intimidating. His hand remained hidden in a black glove, his whole body trembling slightly.
"Calm down." Song Yun frowned at the sight of the Judge.
The Judge's expression quickly returned to normal, then he smiled and said, "I'm just releasing pressure."
Song Yun paused momentarily, then realized that the Judge, like himself, might also need to continuously suppress certain emotions back in their home country, and now had the opportunity to completely let go. However, the way he released his emotions was slightly different from Song Yun's own method.
