At this time, Shinomiya Amane had already been shown out. Some matters really were not something he could interfere in.
"That guy is a clone. There's a whole batch of people like him in the Superpower Force."
White Night looked quite serious. "So White Eagle is what we need to be most wary of next! A whole batch of Demons, even if they have flaws, absolutely cannot be underestimated."
"As for whether they have flaws, that's only my guess. After all, if they were flawless Demons, White Eagle wouldn't have held back until now."
After such a huge revelation, they were no longer completely in the dark. But the information they had obtained... weighed heavily on their hearts. The future was full of nothing but disasters.
"Xiao Bai, what did you want to see me for?"
On the familiar rooftop, a voice carrying a trace of childishness rang out. As expected of Ning Yin—she had adjusted so quickly. "Don't you already have Xiao Ai?"
"I came to say goodbye this time."
The breeze brushed through White Night's tousled hair, making him look carefree and unrestrained. "To prepare for the coming crisis, I'm going on a long journey. Yes, a very, very long journey."
He had thought Ning Yin would not say anything. Yet... after a brief silence, that voice spoke. "...How far?"
"So I do matter to you after all..."
"Shut up! I asked you how far!"
Ning Yin lowered her head, her waist-length hair falling down and casting a shadow across her forehead.
"...Somewhere you can't reach."
After a moment of contemplation, White Night answered in a distant tone, his gaze stretching toward the faraway heavens... and even farther beyond.
"Do you know, Ning Yin?"
Just like that day, White Night sat on the edge of the rooftop.