He Qia returned to Andu City already at midnight.
After hearing He Chuandong's words, he hurried to Yutangchun on horseback, with the night dew soaking his clothes.
Feng Yun had not slept, a solitary lamp burned before her as she sat in silence, waiting.
Seeing her waiting so desperately without even changing her clothes, He Qia was somewhat surprised and quickly paid his respects.
"Miss has been waiting for a long time..."
Feng Yun said, "You are too courteous, Sir He. You should have sent someone to inform me, and I would have come to your residence, how can I trouble you to make the trip yourself?"
He Qia waved his hand and, with a sigh, sat down.
Feng Yun noticed the expression on his face and hurriedly had Xiaoman bring tea.
"Sir He, you seem so anxious, has there been some news from Xinzhou?"
He Qia gave a bitter smile.
Without elaboration, he knew the intent behind Feng Yun seeking him out.
