The moon shone faintly, and the sky was delicately clear.
The woods were lush, with frogs croaking and insects chirping.
Back on the Old Land, Tang Fei rarely looked up at the sky, for it was always a muddled grey.
Without the moon, without the stars, hope was nowhere to be seen.
Ever since arriving at New Star, Tang Fei occasionally looked up, with skyscrapers piercing the clouds, flying cars weaving through the air, and the dazzling sea of stars with its ever-changing nebulous clouds.
"New Star is truly wonderful!" Tang Fei couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
"Such beautiful moonlight!"
Xuanyuan Mingjing dedicated tonight's first glass of wine to the moonlight, and it indeed deserved it.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air on top of the mountain, Tang Fei's brain immediately felt a dizzy sensation: oxygen intoxication.
Si Yinchuan, seeing Tang Fei's state, asked, "What's the matter? Can't handle your alcohol?"