The bright moon hung high, and the clear night sky seemed infinitely distant tonight.
The open-air balcony opened onto the night, the tall, narrow windows were pitch-black, and the white gauze curtains fluttered gently in the wandering night breeze.
The tranquil moonlight illuminated the hall-like room as usual.
After returning amid the Rosy Clouds, spending a lively evening with everyone at The Cabin, then seeing that girl home and sharing his experiences abroad with her along the way, he came here.
Having concluded another journey abroad, Fang Ran told Shui Linlang about his experiences in North America.
Beyond the executive's lavish lifestyle he had mentioned at The Cabin, beyond the participant commission he had described at the Night Bureau, there were also the underground factory, dark energy experiments, and other parts he had never spoken of.
This time, he finally told her everything without holding anything back.
After hearing his final words, hearing of his turbulent journey between reality and Night Battle from his arrival to the end of the final scene—
A shawl draped over her shoulders, the former liveliness of her smile now accompanied by the gentle splendor refined by time—
Shui Linlang looked at the young man she had not seen in so long and smiled softly.
"Sounds like your internship abroad ended quite satisfactorily this time."
Across from her, as usual, seated at the tea table on the open-air balcony and feeling some unknown power ward off the cold outside,
Fang Ran also smiled as he pretended to sigh.
"But the process was way too difficult. If I had to do it again, I think I'd consider dropping out."
Hearing him say that, Shui Linlang looked at him lightly, her eyes full of amusement.
"A business empire spanning more than a dozen highly profitable industries, supercapital