"Young Commander..." Qi Yuan carefully spoke up. Unluckily chosen as cannon fodder, coupled with the pressure of everybody's gazes fixated on him, he chose his words wisely.
"Shall I send someone from the Intelligence Unit to investigate? They might be able to locate the whereabouts of Miss Yun?"
Despite knowing that the chance of that plan succeeding was very slim, Qi Yuan asked the Young Commander for his opinion so as to prevent any unnecessary frustration when the time came.
"That will not be necessary." Raising his eyes slightly, one could see the gradual annihilation of the rage in Mu Feichi's eyes as he declined Qi Yuan's suggestion. As the fury in him died down, so did the desire leave him too. One could no longer see any of his normal warmth and determination in that sullen expression of his.