She sat up abruptly, her hands clutching the sheets. "Then what happens now? If they are coming, we have to do something! Can we move the city? Can we fight back?"
Xing Luoguang sighed heavily, rubbing his tired eyes with the heels of his hands.
"I don't know. We have to find out the truth first. We have to discover how he arrived, or... if someone led him here."
He pressed those last words with a lingering emphasis.
The silence that followed was deafening.
Finally, the meaning behind his words pierced through Yue Yue's panic.
She looked at him, her expression shifting from worry to a sudden, painful realization. She saw the strain in his eyes, the doubt he was trying to hide.
"Are you doubting me?" she blurted out.
Xing Luoguang flinched at her straightforwardness.
He looked down at the bedsheets, unable to maintain eye contact.
