As the time passed by every second, a homeless man passed by. At this time, he wanted to use this corner that could block the wind as his bed for tonight, but soon saw a figure sitting in the dark depths, so he had to leave as soon as possible.

Such things have long been commonplace for Lumian, and he continued to wait unmoved.

Towards 11:00 p.m., the rather dim light in the window went out.