Half an hour passed by with Ma Yuan still asleep. Yang Qing had decided to let him rest and they'd discuss matters concerning the disappearance of his wife and daughter once he woke up.
Yang Qing stored away the shard the moment they left the Wind Gliding Mercenary Escort's territory. He wasn't in a hurry to dig into the case yet, since he still had his evaluations to complete first and a ceremony to prepare for immediately after.
But even with the packed schedule looming ahead, Yang Qing, at this moment, was as chipper as he could be.
He had a bag of crispy fried sunflower seeds on his lap, which he gingerly snacked on as he sang a song he was definitely butchering. He didn't seem like he knew the lyrics to it at all and was just ad-libbing it, using whatever words came to mind.
He doesn't leave the confines of the Order often even during his leave, but in the few moments he does, one of his favorite stopovers has always been the White Baobab Kingdom.