Wen Qinxi lay motionless on the bed, his body consumed by exhaustion and despair. His eyes were swollen from tears that flowed every night, after a day of trying to be strong.
The room was cloaked in darkness, a reflection of his shattered heart and the void left by his missing son.
For days now, Wen Qinxi had Jolie scouring the virtual realm in search of Leong Jinn's base of operations. But after a while, Jolie just disappeared.
It was as if she had vanished into the vast expanse of virtual space, leaving Wen Qinxi at a loss. For days on end, there was nothing not even a single distress message.
Each passing day felt like an eternity, a relentless cycle of hope and despair. Wen Qinxi had poured every ounce of his being into the search, neglecting his own well-being in his desperate attempt to find any traces of Jolie.
