"Senior Qian Mian!?"
On a moonlit night amid the picturesque immortal mountains, Fang Ran spotted a carefree figure flicking a bone fan outside the window of an ancient, elegant little tower and called out in surprise.
During their earlier chat, Li Ze had already told him Mrs. Isis's identity.
Seeing the surprise on Fang Ran's face, Qian Mian smiled faintly.
"I had been wondering when I'd find the time. Who would've thought my 'free time' would be at night?"
A long blue robe hung over his shoulders, while beneath it he wore a modern-style shirt. The seemingly mismatched elements blended into the night beneath the weight of his presence.
"Waking up at this hour—you're truly diligent."
"Ah, I can just make myself sleep a little less."
Being praised by an elder's elder made Fang Ran somewhat embarrassed as he answered. Qian Mian chuckled, lowered himself from the railing, and looked at him.
"Would you like to go somewhere with me?"
The mountain forest was silent, moon shadows scattered and swayed.
After changing clothes and leaving the peak where Tian Gong Great Hall stood, Fang Ran followed Qian Mian along a bluestone mountain path that vanished into the dark ahead.
"Um..."
Looking around at the immortal mountain beneath the night moon, Fang Ran watched Qian Mian stroll ahead without a word and finally could not suppress his curiosity.
"Senior, may I ask you something?"
"What is it?"
The bone fan gave a soft laugh, as though Qian Mian had expected the question.
"Why did Midnight help me reforge 'Fate'?"
Only when he saw Fate, in that dazed instant, did he understand why Qian Mian had invited him to Midnight after that final night in the Simulation Scenario.
But Fang Ran did not understand why things had turned out this way.
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