Several days passed without any news regarding the two children, the faces of Lord Quan and the others devoid of any smiles.
Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing didn't stay at home either. They sent people out in every direction to look for traces of Shen Hua, and as soon as a hint of a clue appeared, both would immediately fly there. It's fair to say they became air travelers for those few days, only managing to snatch brief moments of sleep on planes or in cars.
That day, the two of them found Shen Hua's base in Italy and turned it upside down. Even so, they couldn't find a single soul, as if the people there had already been tipped off about their arrival and had evacuated completely in advance.
"Damn it, they've gotten one step ahead of us again," Jian Qing threw down the iced coffee in her hand, her delicate eyes frosting over with an unmeltable chill.
Her grip tightened, the knuckles "pop pop" making noise.
