Li Hua's gaze lifted to meet Mo Xing's across the table, and in that moment, Little Firefly's words resonated within her own consciousness. This tableau—the four of them gathered in quiet communion—carried an echo of something inevitable.
The realization settled over her with the weight of certainty: this expedition to the Forbidden Zone would alter more than her understanding of this world or her place in it. It would unravel everything she thought she knew about herself, about the path that had led her here, about the man whose presence in her life seemed simultaneously intrusive and essential.
As their spirit beasts continued their quiet exchange, Li Hua felt something shift within the foundations of her carefully constructed world—not crumbling, but realigning into a pattern that felt both utterly new and strangely, profoundly familiar.
