Suppression

It was late at night. In the town, the rising atmosphere of worldly affairs gradually faded away.

Ji Yueyi made a phone call to her parents and didn't go back, instead staying at Fang Yuan's house.

Ji Yueyi worried, fearing that even if Fang Yuan went to the parallel world tomorrow, Death Notification's ability might still erupt even if the time was staggered, as Fang Yuan had said.

By then, she might never see Fang Yuan again.

As time passed, Ji Yueyi's expression became increasingly anxious.

Until the last moment, no one knew whether Fang Yuan's current abilities could withstand the power of Death Notification.

Plop~

Sitting on the sofa, Ji Yueyi picked up a bottle of fruit wine, flicked her finger, directly opened the bottle cap, and then started drinking.

"There are only thirteen hours left until the time..."

Shaking her head, Ji Yueyi finished the drink in one gulp, her face slightly flushed.

"Ah..."