"Nothing unusual, right?" Mao asked the silver-haired girl beside him in a low voice. Though they had already located Hei, he had not forgotten about Jiu Ming. This had to be done, and their surveillance could not slacken for even a moment.
"No," the white-haired girl answered quietly.
"Is that so? How is Hei doing?"
"He's waiting for us."
"Got it. Stay here and keep watching. I'll go find Hei." Mao nodded and leaped out through the window, his expression somewhat strange. Put it this way—when he had first met Jiu Ming, his first impression had been that the other party was a... boy.
But after these past few days, he did not know whether he had seen wrong or what, but the guy seemed different every day. There had not been much change, yet his face had matured by several degrees, as though he had grown a few years older in that brief span of time.
He had not paid it any mind at the time. When he thought back on it afterward, though, there had been no further changes. Now, it was not really possible to confirm it, so he could only keep the thought buried in his heart for the time being. Hopefully, this guy really was just an ordinary person.
Looking at the building that had been utterly scorched, Mao, who had rushed to the scene, let out a breath. That power was truly terrifying!
"Hei, what happened here?"
"Tian Yuan's daughter," Black Bee said briefly, and Mao immediately understood.
"What happened? Why is Tian Yuan's daughter like this? Do you have any information on her?"
Hei fell silent for a moment. The first thing that came to mind was the "secret" she had shown him not long ago—the unknown luminous substance implanted in her wrist.