"How are things?"
Shen Xiujun asked.
The Time Corpse's Parasite was reciting a long and obscure spell and did not respond immediately.
The wind blew.
Those drifting leaves and gravel swept across the street.
However, as they approached the Time Corpse's Parasite, they all hung suspended in midair, motionless.
— It was as if someone had pressed the pause button, freezing them at a certain moment.
Shen Xiujun's expression turned solemn.
She stood quietly by, no longer speaking.
Wu Xiaode, with his arms crossed, stood not far away, thought for a moment, then decided to move closer, coming right next to Shen Xiujun, standing together with her.
After all, they hadn't noticed him.
It might be better to stay close, that way, he wouldn't miss anything they said.
After a while,
The Parasite of the Time Corpse finally stopped the spell.
"Do you have a result?" Shen Xiujun asked.
"Yes!" said the Parasite of the Time Corpse.
