The green train traversed between the mountains and fields, clattering southward. Passengers gazed out the window, catching glimpses of the sea and mountains; the midday sun shone down upon the train's roof.
In a rarely crowded carriage, floral-patterned white curtains swayed gently in the breeze, casting a patch of light and shadows on the floor, creating a dappled ripple effect.
Sunlight streamed through the window cracks, illuminating the lowered eyelids of a girl in a kimono.
Beside her, Xia Pingzhou sat quietly in his seat, munching on a chocolate bar while browsing the real-time news of Li Jing on his phone.
He was curious whether, alongside the blatant emergence of the Black Sun Demon, the authorities would succumb to public pressure and disclose the existence of the demon.
