Time blinked, and midnight arrived.
Xiao Jie stood on the rooftop of the Hongyu Building, overlooking the cityscape at night.
This was the tallest building in Jiangbei City, and every time after he soared through the sky, Xiao Jie liked to land here to take a temporary rest.
Especially at night, under the neon lights, the city's night view appeared particularly bustling and serene.
Because of playing the game too much, Xiao Jie now looked at everything before him with a sense of disorientation, as if it belonged to another world.
Tomorrow was the day of the Red Dust challenge. Thinking about all his efforts over these days of facing life and death, constantly hovering at the edge, striving for strength, finally, the day of harvest is near.
He still remembered why he wanted to seek immortality at first—oh right, it was to resurrect Han Luo.
