"I suddenly realized he might be one of my fans," Si Fuqing pondered thoughtfully. "Otherwise, why would he go around killing people for no reason? My fans are really impressive. In that case, I'm not angry anymore. I'll have to treat him to a meal sometime."
Yu Xiheng's eyebrows twitched, and he smiled slightly, "You could be even smarter about this."
"Hmm?" Si Fuqing looked up.
Her eyes were clear, and the sunlight streaming through the window reflected in her pupils, casting a golden glow reminiscent of the setting sun's afterglow.
His gaze paused for a moment before he sighed, seemingly in resignation, "Go ahead and eat. Rest a bit after you're done."
The Mo family's plane flew at five times the speed of a regular aircraft.
They arrived in the Muston Dukedom in no time.
Sang Yanqing and Yuejian came to pick up Si Fuqing, and they parted ways.
Feng San handed her a box, "Brother Nine, Zero has already arrived."
