The room remained pitch dark, without a single sliver of moonlight spilling through the window lattice. As Yan Xiao'er woke up, a golden passage materialized faintly in the corner of the room.
The Spirit-Eating Insect was yawning at the other end of the passage, looking thoroughly reluctant and gloomy. It had returned to its original size, and right behind it stood a grand gate wreathed in golden light.
Yan Xiao'er sat up and looked around. Xiao Hei was nowhere in sight, presumably back in his own room to sleep.
Chapter 72