Time has flashed by and another month has passed.
It's been a full six months since Yang Jian sank into the Blood Pool.
This time may not seem long to ordinary people, but for those in the supernatural circle, these six months have practically buried a generation. Yang Jian is rarely mentioned these days, and even the headquarters is seldom talked about. All that's known is that there's a struggling department still tirelessly attempting to handle supernatural incidents.
During this period, He Yuelian has continued to fulfill her duties meticulously, keeping watch over Yang Jian's body in the Blood Pool.
Though she hasn't dreamed again since then, nor received any information about Yang Jian, she still dares not test whether Yang Jian is truly dead.
Because she can afford no mistakes; one wrong step would lead to her death.
"Perhaps he's already dead," He Yuelian has had this thought more than once.
But each time, she quickly dispels this assumption.
Tonight.
