He was still alive.
Beyond that, where he was, what he was doing, and whom he was with were all unknown; yet even so, it was probably enough, at least to know that the young master was still alive. Tifa's taut heart relaxed instantly.
"Farewell."
Xiuling stood up, cupped his fists in salute to Tifa, and turned to leave suavely, without any dilly-dallying. There was nothing more he could do; other matters were beyond his ability and authority to meddle in. But just the knowledge he brought was already a great help, at least letting people know that the fellow could still merrily fight over chicken to eat.
"Wait a moment." Tifa rose to her feet, walked to Xiuling's side, and looked him over: "Your hormone levels are off; do you need a check-up? We have the most advanced medical equipment here."
Xiuling gave Tifa a cold glance: "No need."
Tifa wanted to say something else when Satania started making a fuss nearby: "Energy accumulation detected, please be aware."
