Even if everything seems settled, there's always a fish that slips through the net, and often these small fry can cause big trouble.
So Li Qingmu was always on guard, and when he saw that man in black pass by, he pursued him.
But he only managed to chase a few zhang when he sensed something was wrong; there was no sound from behind, which was unusual, as Yue'er shouldn't have been silent.
Not good!
He silently cursed something amiss, his gaze turning icy cold as he hurriedly turned back.
In an instant, he felt a mouthful of blood rising from his heart.
Yue'er... Yue'er was gone!
Without a sound, she had just disappeared!
"Yue'er!"
He shouted loudly, searching down the alley beside him, holding onto a sliver of hope that she had gone another way to pursue someone.
However, no matter how much he called, there was not a single sound from Long Yue!
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of fresh blood spat out as Li Qingmu staggered a step and struggled to steady himself against the stone wall.
