Once Bai Xiao realized the person approaching was Gao Ming, his taut nerves finally relaxed. The Ghost Markings covering his body disintegrated completely, and he collapsed inside the senior activity center, surrounded by flowerpots.
"Those names on your body are... curses?" Gao Ming frowned as he approached. The Ghost Markings the Investigation Bureau had branded onto Bai Xiao had been replaced by another force. Each black name radiated profound malice, reminding Gao Ming of his terrible experiences inside the Dark Shrine. "Where's Number Two? He has the Blood City's will protecting him. How did he let you get hurt this badly?"
Gao Ming was fiercely protective of his own and was ready to drag Number Two out and demand an explanation.
"They aren't curses. They're Blessings." Bai Xiao was overjoyed to see Gao Ming, as though he had been reunited with family. "I received the First Night Watch's legacy inside the Dark Shrine. When I left the City of Sin, I took every Night Watch member's name and medal with me, but I could never unleash their true power. Luckily, Number Two helped me. He holds all of Xinhu's knowledge and knows a great deal about the Night Watch."
To Number Two, contacting the Saviors was their only chance of survival. To improve their odds of success, he held nothing back from Bai Xiao, exhausting himself to strengthen him.
Bai Xiao had indeed lived up to Number Two's trust. Even when hunted by an Unspeakable, he had never considered giving up and had done everything he could to help Number Two.
Their repeated brushes with death had forged a deep friendship, and Number Two had told Bai Xiao many stories about his past.
In fact, Number Two's brain had been dug out when he was very young. After the bloody