"What are you doing?" Mr. Hei couldn't help but ask.
While Bei Mingyuan was secretly watching Xin Huohuo, who sensed his presence, Mr. Hei flew to the roof of a skyscraper under the very same night sky.
The place was utterly deserted. From this height, he could seemingly overlook the entire district. Below, the glittering prosperity of the human world flickered and shone, neither too far nor too close, like stars fallen to earth—so unreal.
Leopard Tail, the one being questioned, was sitting cross-legged with his face to the sky. His hands formed a magical sign, and he muttered an incantation, wearing an unfathomable expression that screamed, "Heaven's secrets must not be revealed"—the very picture of a mysterious "master."
