Beiting Huang raised his hand summoning the light screen ablaze with nine-colored flames into the palm of his hand. He took a step in the sky, and the crowd only saw a blur flash by. Before they could even blink, he had already arrived in front of Qin Yu.
"Little Ninth, you really came!" Qin Yu sized him up and down, and seeing that he was all well and also looking at himself with concerned eyes, Qin Yu smiled, "It's good that you're okay!"
Clearly, the events that took place in Yan City had spread across the entire Central Continent in the three months, and Qin Yu had, of course, heard about them. He put his hands on Beiting Huang's shoulders, looked into his eyes earnestly, and promised, "Little Ninth, no matter where he has gone or where he has been locked up, we will join you in tearing the heavens and splitting the earth to find him back!"
