185 Light at the End of the Tunnel

That strange feeling troubled me all night. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like something was pointing me to an important hint, yet the answer was just slightly out of my reach. I searched through my memories futilely in the dark until I finally drifted to sleep, and when I woke up the next morning with bleary eyes, I still didn't find the tiniest clue.

So I made another trip to the library. When I stacked the new books I fetched into a handful of tall piles beside the bed, Bai Ye's expression was full of confusion. "I thought you brought all the books on demonic swords here already," he said.

"I did. These are books on demons." I kneeled next to the piles. "I won't sit in bed with you this time … because I want to flip through these quickly. Something you said yesterday gave me a thought, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I'm hoping that some text here might remind me of what's missing."