Thinking of how Qi Jin had been looking for Fu min like a madman these past few days, an absurd thought flashed through Adjutant Li's mind.
"Major, are you suspecting that the person in the school is Madam?" he asked in disbelief.
Her tone was stammering.
The man didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and let the pen in his hand leave a large ink mark on the paper.
Frowning, Qi Jin tore the page apart. His movements were slow, elegant, and cold.
The sound of the paper being torn off was particularly harsh in the large study room. It made people shudder with the man's gloomy face.
He coldly ordered, " prepare the carriage. We're going to Bai Lu Academy.
Deputy Li nodded.
He silently lit a candle for Fu min in his heart.
*
The night fell.
The scenery outside the car window became dark, and he could only see the thick dark clouds in the distance. It seemed that it would rain soon.
