Through the pitch-black window, Luo Yu watched the flickering torchlight on the street outside, blown by the wind. The Redeemer's people patrolled back and forth along the street, and after nightfall, the temperature dropped, leaving a thin layer of frost outside the window. Inside, there was warm light, and on the dark glass was the reflection of his mother's somewhat serious face:
"You must leave this place immediately and distance yourself from those Natives. Before the Super Competitive League finds evidence linking you to this 'rebellion,' if you leave, they cannot assume your guilt based on that footage."
"Father, Mother, but you are also here. Do you believe we violated the 'Stargate Declaration'?"
The Madam shook her head: "The key is not what we think; it's how others will view it."
"... But you know we are doing the right thing."
"We can understand your difficulties, but do you think the people outside will listen to your explanation?"
