Queenie and Lynn Chen had been chatting for a long time.
Even after Queenie hung up, she was still replaying the conversation about Evan Lin.
She got up from the sofa, walked to the rooftop, and looked up at the burning wall of fire in the sky. Behind those flames, the faint silhouette of a young man appeared, and Queenie stared at him for a long time.
She felt a bit worried—worried that after today, she might never get another chance to just quietly watch that boy like this.
"Sis, who do you think Master Lin from Seacrest will end up marrying?"
"What kind of woman could possibly be worthy of him?"
Queenie asked, but no one answered.
"Sis?"
She called out again and looked around, but the rooftop was completely empty—there was no one else there.
Serena had vanished, as if she had never been there at all.
A cool breeze began to rise.
Days passed.
During this time, news about Master Lin from Seacrest spread across Hong Kong's internet.
Many people dug up his past deeds.
Right now, the hottest topic is the seven-day Coldspire Peak Dao-discussion between Master Lin from Seacrest and Victor Zhou.
The Li family in Hong Kong has gone quiet.
Ever since Li Ge came to intimidate Queenie and Serena, the Li family hasn't made a single move.
They haven't bothered Queenie or Serena again, but no one knows Serena has completely disappeared.
Queenie spent days searching for Serena, but found nothing. During that time, she got a call from Serena, who only said she was safe, asked Queenie not to worry, and told her to keep the news quiet to avoid trouble.
After the call, Serena vanished completely. Whenever Queenie tried calling, the phone was never connected again.
Seventh day.
Coldspire Peak.
Dawn was just breaking.
In front of the gigantic copper coffin.
Lucy Bai slowly opened her eyes. She stared at the copper coffin before her—silent as always, utterly lifeless—and at the massive iron chains, then said calmly, "It's the seventh day. Has Master Lin from Seacrest arrived?"
"He probably hasn't arrived yet. It's only early morning."
The elder beside her rose, turned his head, and looked toward the distant sky—at the wall of fire.
The wall of fire was still burning, showing no sign of stopping.
As expected, Master Lin from Seacrest was inside that wall of fire.
But it's been seven days.