No matter how long the journey, there is always an end. Bologue and Aimou stood at the entrance of the Order Bureau, bidding farewell to each other.
Due to the cognitive interference from the Cultivation Room, the other end of the street was bustling, whereas on this side, it was very quiet, with only Bologue and Aimou standing there.
Bologue was in no hurry to part with Aimou, as Serey's words kept echoing in his mind.
"Aimou, do you remember what you told me in the Abandoned Land?" Bologue asked.
"What?"
"We shouldn't lie to each other, and we must absolutely trust each other." Bologue repeated.
"That's right, why?" Aimou confirmed the statement.
"Is there anything you're hiding from me?" Bologue continued.
"No." Aimou answered decisively, and then asked back, "Why are you asking these things?"
"I just feel that if you have something on your mind, we're friends, I can help you, you should understand that." Bologue said.
Aimou blinked, "Hmm? Is this some kind of promise?"
