After hearing the news, Xirong Ziye immediately ripped off the IV catheter on his hand and stood up agitatedly. His dark eyes glinted.
He strode forward and grabbed his subordinate's shoulder, looking at him intently. "Is that true? Is she in Ning An City?"
At that moment, Xirong Ziye could hear his heart thumping loudly. He had simply waited for too long. His hands were trembling tremendously, gravely afraid that he had misheard.
The subordinate nodded. "Yes."
After hearing that confirmation, Xirong Ziye's heart finally felt more grounded. At last, he finally found her.
No one knew that he hadn't been sleeping well these days. He missed her and wanted to know where she was. He wanted to look for her himself, but amidst the crowd, he truly had no clue where to begin. Sometimes, when he was walking on the streets, he felt as though he would see her if he just turned around.
