The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Although it was once their "home," it is still their "home."

As for Ning Feng and Jiang Wan now, they have nothing left.

She fell silent, leaving Ning Feng alone in the space.

On the way, Ning Feng quickly changed his clothes at the equipment room and picked up a temporary backup communication device.

After finally getting through layers of checkpoints, Ning Feng finally crossed the barrier and arrived on the street outside the Bincheng branch.

The sun was shining brightly and the temperature was just right, but few people on the street were appreciating the scenery around them.

Looking at the bustling crowd, Ning Feng felt as if he were in another world.

So much had happened in just a few days that Ning Feng was finding it hard to distinguish between what was real and what was fake.

Just a short while ago, these people's souls were trapped in the sky and were on the verge of death.

But now, they are completely unaware of what has happened, continuing their daily routines and becoming a cog in the social machine.

Is that endless battle real?

Or is the peaceful world before us the real reality?

Or rather, it's all real... all part of this world.

Walking into the crowd, Ning Feng embarked on his journey home.

But this time, he had a different feeling.

With the perception of a succubus and a judge angel, he could walk among the crowd and vividly sense the emotions of every stranger he passed.

The quantity was so large that it was difficult to identify, but surprisingly, it did not make Ning Feng feel uncomfortable.

Although each of them had different feelings and different expressions, Ning Feng subconsciously felt comfortable just to feel their presence.

Even the suppressed feelings in my heart have been relieved a lot.

"...Perhaps, this is the meaning of the Watchers' existence."

What the watchers are guarding is this peaceful world.

It can make them forget the pain of death, and make them willingly reveal everything.

They weren't doing it for any one person, or for any one place.

What the Watchers protect is the world itself.

The world of ordinary people and the world of awakened beings are not separate, but rather complementary.

Indispensable.

"Therefore, the gods who might threaten all of this are the greatest enemies."

"..."

His last words were low and faded into the crowd.

No one heard clearly.

……

……

The journey wasn't long, and Ning Feng arrived at his destination.

A slightly old-looking detached villa stands alone, its yard overgrown with weeds due to neglect, giving it a somewhat eerie and frightening appearance.

Ning Feng did not hesitate and walked into the courtyard with ease, even picking a few bunches of decent gardenias from the flowerbed as usual.

The door was gently pushed open; someone had entered not long ago but had not locked it.

squeak……

The heavy curtains blocked out the light from outside, making the room dark and cold.

The air was filled with a desolate atmosphere, but there wasn't much of a musty smell, as Ning Feng would come and clean it from time to time.

Without turning on the lights, Ning Feng carried the bouquet into the darkness, gently closed the door, and once again made everything outside irrelevant to this place.

There was no one in the living room, so Ning Feng didn't rush to look for them. Instead, he replaced the dried bouquet in the vase with the gardenia he was holding and poured water on it.

As always.

"...You're back?"

Finally, Ning Feng's calm actions were met with a response, a hoarse voice coming from the room upstairs.

"It's you who's back. You're the one who's been gone for two years."

Answering casually, Ning Feng went straight to the second floor, knocked symbolically on the door, and then pushed it open.

The room was also dark, but it was perfectly clear to Ning Feng, who had night vision.

Jiang Wan lowered her head and curled up in the corner of her bed, clutching a photo album in her arms.

She didn't react to Ning Feng's intrusion, but simply asked in a low voice:

"...Don't you hate him?"

Ning Feng walked slowly to the bedside, looked down at her, and suddenly laughed.

In a gentle tone, he asked:

Whom do you hate?

"You said you hate..."

Suddenly raising her head, Jiang Wan looked at Ning Feng and met his calm eyes.

Her eyes, clearly red from crying, still held a hint of sadness as she looked at Ning Feng, who was unusually calm, with a puzzled expression.

Why are you so calm?

His expression softened, and Ning Feng placed his hand on Jiang Wan's head, asking again:

"Tell me, who should I hate?"

Hate, that's not important.

more importantly……

Who are you looking at right now?

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Destroyed by My Own Hands

In the dimly lit room, a woman weeps and a man smiles.

Jiang Wan stood there, hugging her knees, while Ning Feng remained silent, gently stroking her hair.

Like soothing.

"you……"

Excited words stuck in her throat, and Jiang Wan stared blankly into Ning Feng's eyes.

She could remember every detail of that face, but the gentle expression on his face at this moment gave her a special feeling.

It felt somewhat unfamiliar.

The person in front of me seemed somewhat different from the boy I remembered.

Whom do you hate? And why do you hate them?

As he asked softly, Ning Feng's fingers passed through Jiang Wan's hair and fell down to her cheek.

"Because you felt betrayed? Or because you felt deceived?"

He gently wiped away her tears, his movements tender and affectionate, as if afraid of poking Jiang Wan's cheek.

But Ning's words, though seemingly cold and rational, contradicted this:

"Because we saw him, the person who should have remained in our beautiful memories? And his reappearance destroyed everything?"

Jiang Wan was somewhat confused, not understanding why this matter had to be emphasized in particular.

if not?

Now that things have come to this, don't I have the right to hate him?

With a look of confusion in her eyes, Jiang Wan neither stopped him nor asked him any questions. She simply stared at Ning Feng silently, waiting for his explanation.

"I see..."

Looking back calmly, Ning Feng nodded knowingly, then continued:

"Okay, let me put it another way... You asked why you hate him?"

"Is it because of his change? Because of his madness? Or because of his deception?"

reason?

What's the point of asking this question at a time like this?

"Yes, it is related, Jiang Wan."

Ning Feng gently combed her hair with his fingers, explaining earnestly:

"I won't stop you from hating; you have the right and the freedom to do so."

Awakened beings are not all benevolent monsters who embody morality; they are also normal people with emotions and desires.

The Watchers are not a righteous organization in the standard sense; they contain people from various factions.

Rather than a partner of justice, it is more like a perpetual neutral party, simply gathered together for the same ideal.

Ning Feng would never utter such hypocritical, saintly pronouncements as, "You can't hate them, you have to forgive them!" That's not the way a normal person would do.

"But you need to understand why you hate."

However, Ning Feng did not want Jiang Wan to become trapped in the abyss of hatred and unable to extricate herself.

He wanted to change Jiang Wan's mindset and intervene in some ways.

Has he changed? Not necessarily.

"Perhaps, he was already who he is now the moment he first met us."