747 Rushing Home Without a Care

"I'm abroad. What can I do for you?"

Fu Tingyu was standing at the glass wall overlooking the entire bustling city of North Star.

But he was, in fact, terribly worried about the disappearance of Qin Shu, who left without a word. She did not even leave an angry note.

"Nothing much. I've been in Hua Xia for quite a while and am traveling around now. Let's gather our band of brothers and visit Qi Mountain."

"I'm tied up now. If you're free, you can visit Han Xiao and the others at Qi Hua."

"Han Xiao..." Master Feng recalled a face in his mind. "You mean Ling Han?"

"Yes."

"You met them? How about Ling Bao, the Little Munchkin?"

"I'll explain to you about her next time."

Fu Tingyu continued staring at the bustling city through the glass wall, his lips pursed into a thin line.

Shi Yan strode into the room, "Sir, the earliest flight is at nine tomorrow night."