"A bit conservative, Miss Brave..."
The city, with its myriad lights, sleepless hustle, and noisy bustle, is equally dazzling and alluring at night, with neon lights, revelry, and opulence illuminating the deep darkness, making it as bright as daytime.
Wandering casually down the street, holding a bag of fried skewers, Gu Mo lazily grabbed a bite of the snacks while keeping his gaze fixed on a certain Miss Brave, penetrating through layers of buildings and roads, from one side of the city to the other.
Though Miss Brave, like the Demon King and the others, has almost lost all her power...
Ahem, considering the Demon King can still retain a weak portion of magic power, the stronger hero might also have some small reserves.
