Midnight.
Qing Chen sat on the precipice of the green mountains of Whale Island, his legs dangling over the edge, quietly watching the night sky.
Footsteps sounded behind him, then stopped.
Qing Chen turned to see it was Jindai Yunlo, who sat beside him, smiling, "The last time we talked was also on a rooftop edge, but you always seem to be in a bad mood."
Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "In your impression, what kind of person is Li Yunshou?"
"Nothing distinctive," Jindai Yunlo smirked, "The other Family Heads of the Li Family are more noteworthy; he tends to blend into a crowd where you'd barely notice him at first glance."
