Xia Fei was quiet for a long time. Old Porter was probably doing something very dangerous and did not have much confidence that he could make it out alive, or else he would not have informed Windchime to tell him not to come anymore, though she still ended up contacting Xia Fei due to her worry for Old Porter's safety.
"Do you know where Uncle Porter has gone to?" Xia Fei asked. "I'll only be able to search for him if I know where he went; finding someone in the vast expanse of space is akin to fishing for a needle in the ocean."
Windchime nodded. "I wouldn't have so urgently sought you if I didn't know where he went. When Porter left me the method of contacting you, I thought that you're one of his former colleagues or an old friend. I didn't expect you to be so young... If I knew this, I would've listened to Porter and wouldn't have dragged you into this."
