Outside Wutong Mountain.
A flash of bright red robe rapidly swept across the sky.
But it was obstructed by two figures.
"Elder Brother Tong, where are you going?"
Qingfeng stood on a cloud, furrowing his brow.
Yu Chao'an simply jumped onto Elder Brother Tong's cloud-riding precious tool and grabbed his arm.
"Let go!"
Tong Xin'chuan's soft features flickered with irritation as he rebuked directly, "I am not under confinement, why should I explain my whereabouts to you?"
"Catch him, there's a problem!"
Qingfeng waved his sleeve, his sharp senses detecting something was amiss, "I'll call Nie Shixiong."
Upon hearing this, Tong Xin'chuan's face subtly changed, saying in a low voice, "Come back!"
"Spill it," Yu Chao'an stared at him, with no intention of letting go.
Qingfeng poised as if to take a step, as if ready to dash out and tattle at a moment's notice.
