Born from Wandering London

You always had to learn to be independent.

Learn to stop relying on your parents, elders, and companions. Learn to grow up and stop craving a peaceful daily life.

Use your own will to actively step into a broader world.

The black Bentley cut through traffic, traveling from Grace to Edgware. Though they had already crossed nearly the length of London,

Fang Ran felt as though he could still hear the sirens heading toward the "car accident" scene. The rush of blood from vaulting onto the roof during that chase and gunfight had yet to subside.

In the back seat, its rear window riddled with bullet holes, he lowered his head and stared blankly at his palms. Compared with any of the crises he had faced before, what had just happened could only be considered a trivial scene.

If he still had his abilities, it would have been the kind of "minor matter" he could have casually dealt with while chatting nonsense with his brother.

But perhaps because he had no abilities, the scene he had accomplished entirely through "himself" made him unconsciously flash an excited, feverish grin the moment Moon God Hunt plunged diagonally into the car roof and dragged across it.

Then, he realized with slight disbelief that an excitement and sense of achievement deep in his heart were making him tremble.

He discovered that child had not died yet.

"Young Master Fang, are you really not going to reconsider? Under these circumstances, staying in Europe alone is simply too dangerous."

"I think I've actually considered it for a long time. Besides, I haven't completely lost my abilities, Sun Shu. You don't need to worry."

Perhaps realizing this in the end was the meaning of wandering through London for several nights. Through this brief journey back into ordinary