Sullen faced, Lu Qing left the Tiger Strike Force's base with Swait and his men.
"Brother Lu." Swait spoke carefully.
He could sense Lu Qing's rage and knew he had caused a huge disaster.
"Once you're back, go see the Third Prince and plead for forgiveness," Lu Qing said.
"But…" Swait wanted to say something.
Lu Qing glanced back, making him desist.
After taking a few steps, The former stopped all of a sudden and looked further ahead, his expression changing somewhat.
Swait felt that something was off. He too peered into the distance and his pupils shrank. The man exclaimed, "Zhou Jingtian!
"Why is he here!"
Swait stared in disbelief, as though he had seen a ghost.
Lu Qing squinted his eyes and spoke slowly. "Looks like the Second Prince overheard something and couldn't sit still."
"He was sent by the Second Prince?" Swait asked.
"Why else do you think he's here?" Lu Qing sneered.