"Why?"

Autumn Waters did not understand.

Tian Ma Xingke stared intently at the flying car, his gaze becoming deep and unfathomable. "Many people here don't know that there is an underground arms organization outside Hughes City. They mainly make their living by robbing money and mechanical weapons. The leader of this organization is Wu."

"He's a black witch, isn't he?"

Qiu Shui frowned and asked.

Only black witches would do such inhumane things.

"I don't know. I heard that this shaman can control the quicksand in the Gobi Desert. He has a lot of weapons and is almost invincible. But there's one thing—he's not a superman. He can't defeat those iron and copper monsters. He can only control most of the people here."

A cold glint appeared in Tian Ma Xingke's eyes.

Upon hearing his words, Qiu Shui fell into deep thought, and the atmosphere in the shop became heavy.

"As far as I know, there are two branches of witchcraft: white witchcraft and black witchcraft. Since the virus infection spread widely in the Chinese region, the power in the blood of some ordinary people has been activated, and powerful witchcraft has emerged."

Qiu Shui said calmly.

"They were originally just ordinary people who carried on ancient customs. But a sudden power changed them. After a series of events, people categorized those who were benevolent and did not deliberately use potions to amplify their power as white witches, while those who insisted on maintaining their power were classified as black witches. Now, the virus has left us, but those black witches have not eliminated their power."

Therefore, black magic has become a synonym for terror, and terrifying legends about black magic still exist in Ailu Academy.

"Is this how you distinguish between white witches and black witches?" Tian Ma Xingke raised an eyebrow. "I don't agree with this explanation."

"Why?"

Qiu Shui asked, puzzled.

“Because I think that leader isn’t some kind of black witch, but a white witch,” Tianma Xingke said, stating his judgment.

"impossible."

Qiu Shui shook her head. She was the White Witch, and she knew the true nature of the Black Witches; Black Witches were all psychologically twisted.

She once stumbled upon a small town where dark witches gathered, and the people there wore only one expression: gloom.

There were dark shadows everywhere, and countless people were recklessly using their strength beyond their physical limits to harm others.

After unintentionally entering that place, she gradually discovered their differences and eventually escaped with the housekeeper and Rouya.

She was ten years old then, and this was the kind of place she had to go to for a week every year because her older sister was there too.

As she grew older, her older sister stopped taking her there.

The memories of her childhood haunted her; the black witches terrified her, and she loathed the place.

“I like all things bright and colorful, and I don’t like things shrouded in darkness, such as…” Qiu Shui thought for a moment.

"Like here?"

Tian Ma Xingke joked.

Um……

"With me here, even if you don't like it here, you won't hate it," Tianma Xingke continued to tease.

"Yes, even if it's messy and disorganized here."

Qiu Shui laughed with him.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. By the way, does it need painting? Does it need a bath? Or does it need something to eat?"

"I'm asking Tianma Xingke, pointing to her flying car."

"bath."

Qiu Shui said it quite naturally.

She wanted to take care of his business.

"Okay, I'll do it for you for free."

Tian Ma Xingke pressed the machine switch.

etc!

"No need to pay?"

Qiu Shui asked doubtfully.

"No need. Given our relationship, why would I charge for a car wash? Don't you think so?"

He asked the flying car with a grin.