The restraint belt danced in the air, and the words on the canvas twisted. All the "names" were dancing, blurring and shifting before the stunned gazes of the three.
What finally caught their eyes transformed into a single line of identical text:
"Who am I, really?"
Silence.
A dead silence pervaded the station.
From beginning to end, the person inside the giant cocoon remained silent.
The next moment, a voice suddenly pierced through the long-standing silence in the station.
"I don't care who you are... but you can never be Wenyu," Gu Zhuo'an said in a low voice, "Madman, let my daughter go."
Inside the giant cocoon, Black Cocoon suddenly paused slightly, then laughed, an eerie, self-mocking laughter emanating from the pitch-black cocoon chamber.
"True enough..."
After a while, he murmured to himself, slowly extricating himself from the giant cocoon, then slowly raising his eyes, grinning at Gu Zhuo'an.
