Long Chen got out of bed and said goodbye to his master and many people in the Dragon Hall.
However, Long Chen still felt a little melancholic without seeing Long'er.
He knew that Long'er definitely didn't want to see him leave, so she found an excuse to hide first.
"Kid, remember your promise and treat my son well. Also, although you have to return to the city, you still have to pick up many people. Do you understand?"
The old Hall Master said earnestly.
"Understood."
"Then, let's go."
The Hall Master turned around and waved his hand.
"Old thing, take care of your body."
Long Chen pulled little Wushuang and boarded the long-awaited aircraft.
...
A day later, in the Qian Prefecture.
As usual, Zhao Churan left the company after work.
"Churan, there's a new hotpot restaurant over there. It's getting cold, shall we go for a meal? It's my treat. "
