Ning Feng tilted his head back, seemingly far away from the golden eyes in the sky, yet he spoke softly as if chatting and laughing with a friend in front of him.
"Is this our second meeting? No, it's more like our second formal face-to-face meeting?"
"For the past ten years, I've always noticed the gaze in the sky; it belongs to you, doesn't it?"
A stalker.
“You’ve been watching me silently without interfering, which I don’t quite understand.”
Over the course of those ten years, Ning Feng was often able to notice the other person's gaze.
A cold yet intensely burning gaze, a gaze that almost scorches the soul, yet contains an aloof indifference.
Complex and conflicting, it is incomprehensible.
"If you are the enemy, why just watch without taking action?"
If the other side were truly an enemy, their whereabouts would have been exposed long ago, and they wouldn't have survived until now.
"But if you're not an enemy, why are you following me around like this?"
If they are not enemies, why would they act like monitors, neither approaching nor interfering?
He hadn't known of a suitable opportunity before, and whenever he tried to actively seek it out, the other person would disappear. Now, however, they had finally appeared in front of him on their own initiative.
"…………"
However, the being high above remained silent in the face of the questions.
Just like every day of these past ten years, or even longer.
She continued to watch in silence.
Ning Feng wasn't particularly surprised by this, and after waiting for a moment, he shook his head with some regret.
"Are you still refusing to communicate?"
It's regrettable.
However, for Ning Feng, whether the other party spoke or not was no longer important.
If you're willing to talk, then let's communicate.
If you don't want to, then so be it.
Please don't disturb me.
So, looking into those eyes made entirely of light, he spoke earnestly:
"Anything that stands in my way will be considered an enemy."
Please do not become my enemy.
Please don't block my way.
This is a warning.
The Ning Feng of today is not the same person he was ten years ago, when he could only repeatedly reincarnate and search for a way out.
Ning Feng was unwilling to become her enemy, but he was also not afraid to confront her directly.
“We’ve known each other for a long time, and I don’t want that day to come.”
"If you want to continue, then follow along. I won't kick you out, but don't try to interfere with me."
If he could, he would like to make friends with this being.
Ning Feng didn't fully understand his current state, but he knew that it wasn't suitable for him to have much contact with ordinary people right now.
Even if you refuse to acknowledge your own power, reality still provides the most honest answer.
Ning Feng, simply by existing, will have an impact on mortals, and this impact is uncontrollable.
Therefore, he often tries to suppress his own power, making himself look like a real mortal, so as not to cause any unexpected impact on those around him.
Although it doesn't affect his life, he finds it difficult to communicate with others like he used to.
He used to be able to communicate with people, but at that time he didn't have that idea; he was focused on exploring himself and leading others forward.
But when he started to want to make friends with others, interacting with others became something that required great caution.
This is undeniably a pity.
In order not to hurt others, Ning Feng spent most of his time communicating with Alice, because he didn't have to worry about anything when communicating with her.
This is also a major reason why their relationship improved, and they were able to start making some jokes that weren't too inappropriate.
...Although Alice sometimes looks like she's in pain, she must be holding back laughter, right?
Thinking of his friend's smiling face, Ning Feng turned around and slowly walked out of the execution ground.
Snap.
Um?
The soft sound from behind made Ning Feng stop in his tracks and slowly turn around to look.
It was still a dazzling light, but compared to its former image of hanging high in the sky like the blazing sun, it now seemed exceptionally warm and welcoming.
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A human figure could be vaguely seen from the center of the light; it was a woman with wings on her back.
She didn't speak immediately, but instead looked at the withered corpses of the nobles who had been executed by Ning Feng on the execution platform.
After a long silence, she finally spoke for the first time and asked:
Why did you execute these people?
Her figure didn't conceal her gender, but she sounded extremely indifferent, as if there was no emotion contained within it.
Upon hearing this question, Ning Feng laughed instead.
He is not afraid of the other party raising questions. No matter what the question is, being able to start communicating is already a great step forward.
"Why?"
He shook his head and asked:
"Then I'd like to ask you a question first: why can't I execute these people?"
She said:
"You clearly chose to believe in the nobles, accepted those people from the Silver Alliance, and were willing to give them a chance, so why are you unwilling to give these people a chance to atone for their sins?"
Blinking, Ning Feng hadn't expected this reason.
He had always seen the other person as a godlike figure, and he never expected that the other person would be confused by such a trivial matter.
Ning Feng smiled and then said:
"Forgiveness has prerequisites; not everyone deserves forgiveness."
“Those people in the Silver Alliance, their hands are not yet stained with blood, they still have options, so I’m giving them a chance.”
"I also want to see if their vows and honors can last until the end."
Ning Feng wanted to explore the possibilities of humanity.
"But these so-called glorious descendants of the golden age... heh, they don't deserve to be forgiven."
Looking at the shriveled corpses, Ning Feng's eyes showed no sorrow or joy, and his body was devoid of any emotion.
“A top-down view doesn’t reveal everything. If you really understood what they were doing, you wouldn’t have such doubts.”
Having come up with a plan, Ning Feng stepped forward and walked into the blinding light.
Stopping in front of him, Ning Feng fearlessly leaned forward, presenting his forehead to the other person.
"Some things... are easier to explain if you just take a look."
This is a very risky act. No one would be willing to open their soul and share their memories with others without sufficient trust.
But he did it anyway, to a complete stranger who had been following him for ten years, whom he had never met and whose allegiance was unclear.
Is this trust?
Or is it arrogance?
After hesitating for a moment, the being in the light raised its finger and gently touched Ning Feng's brow.
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