Chapter 70 -
In a barren desert where the sun burned fiercely enough to scorch the skin of the frail, Fusu flew at high speed, slicing through the air as if the heat couldn’t touch him. He felt nothing from the sun, paid no mind to his surroundings. He simply pressed forward, lost in thought.
Ting must be alright, right...?
That boy says all kinds of things, but he doesn’t seem like the type who’d just leave her there...
He hovered in the still, hot air.
...Or would he...?
He hesitated, uncertain about his decision.
As he floated above the desert, three men in black passed overhead, flying toward the city where she remained.
Those uniforms... So he already—
He narrowed his eyes.
Fusu dove like a hawk, intercepting them. He stopped in front of the group, hovering with a slight smile on his lips. He blocked their path as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The man in the center spoke in a neutral tone: