You are not trustworthy.

Boundless darkness surged around, and as he quietly waited, a dim light slowly appeared in the distance.

Lu Li stared for a long while before moving toward that place.

At the end of the darkness, a space enveloped in a gray, foggy haze appeared.

Lu Li stepped over the boundary between darkness and decay, entering into the vast fog.

The fog seemed tangible, with visibility maintained just in front of him. As Lu Li walked past, a vortex of fog surged behind him.

When he had walked about ten meters into the fog, Lu Li suddenly turned his head to look to the side.

Hurried running sounds emerged from within the fog, and at the same time, a figure accompanied by the rolling fog rushed towards Lu Li, throwing a punch.

Lu Li raised his arm to block it— the force was laughably weak.

"Richard?"

Lu Li frowned, watching the unsuccessful Richard rush back into the fog, where his form disappeared, leaving only the swirling mist.