Rainbow of Yao Bian's exit had been fairly low-key.
Fu Qian didn't hurry out to greet anyone. Instead, he continued looking out the window.
Night Holy Capital was still as dazzling and decadent as ever, its temples and churches still towering, its people still doing their utmost to express themselves.
That peculiar night hadn't changed any of it.
Neither had Rainbow of Yao Bian.
It wasn't surprising. An entity so skilled at protecting itself would have mastered the basic skill of accepting facts long ago.
The moment the final outcome arrived, no matter how it felt, the only thing it had to consider was how to deal with a newly promoted Second Order.
And he'd already made a good start.
It was still hard to tell whether it considered him someone it could communicate with, but at least it hadn't thrown a childish tantrum. Its composure remained intact.
Of course, someone wasn't so composed...
Fu Qian reached out his hand. The crimson moonlight reflected on it churned almost like a tide.
Just as Rainbow of Yao Bian had said, Red Moon was desperately searching for him.
The instant it appeared just now, it had clearly triggered a huge reaction.
The dense moonlight that seemed to converge entirely on this window lasted only a moment, of course. Then it dispersed, once again falling equally across every corner of Night Holy Capital, no longer making this place seem special.
Beneath the seemingly continuous celestial phenomena, the people had grown used to it. Some were even taking pictures of the sky.
Of course, their photos no longer showed Dark Moon.
"I was just taking a nap."
Red Moon didn't speak, but Fu Qian took the initiative to say that everything was fine.
The next moment, he stopped gazing outside and turned around.
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