Yuan Hui looked up at the starry sky and saw that the Emperor Star was getting dimmer. He couldn't help but smile. "Soon, soon."
When his gaze landed on the gradually brightening constellation not far away from the Emperor Star, the smile on his lips widened. However, before he could say anything smug, the constellation that was gradually approaching the Emperor Star day by day suddenly flickered. Then, it dimmed like a lamp that had more than half of its lamp oil sucked dry. It was now even dimmer than the Emperor Star beside it.
Yuan Hui's expression changed drastically. He calculated with her fingers and, ignoring the fact that it was late at night, shouted loudly, "Someone, someone!"
Bai Li, who was in the room, jumped up and rushed over. Seeing that Yuan Hui was unharmed, his expression eased and he asked, "Master, what do you want?"