Chapter 949: Just a Common Girl?
"I temporarily..." Fu Long's gaze, still subconsciously sought out Feng Dingchu.
At last, he whispered, "I have not yet found any definitive news..."
"I'll take a walk."
No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Feng Dingchu's white-clad figure had vanished without a trace.
Fu Long was left staring, dumbfounded.
The legendary Wu Chenzi, the War God of the Ninth Prince, his qinggong, was that magical?
"Did I... offend him?" However, to describe the Ninth Prince, beautiful as a flower, with the term "elder" seemed somewhat excessive.
He's only in his early thirties!
Moreover, he looks to be only about twenty-five or twenty-six.
"Is Uncle Nine angry?" Fu Long was still somewhat uneasy.
"No, he doesn't care about these things," Chu Qianli dismissed it carelessly, "He just thought you might be inconvenienced by speaking freely, so he gave you some space."
"You do understand him."