Disk City, High-speed Railway Station.
The business class waiting platform was deserted. Only the Crane Sect's group stood waiting quietly.
Zhao Qiancheng's face was pale; he sat on the waiting bench, lightly supported by someone. Still recuperating from his injuries, he appeared somewhat weak, so the responsibility of leading the team naturally fell to the fourth Direct Disciple, Zhuang Xiujie.
Zhuang Xiujie kept checking the time. When she faintly heard the whistle of a distant train signaling its approach, she finally couldn't resist asking a man nearby, "Liu Si, is Master actually returning with us?"
Liu Si, who, along with several servants, was guarding everyone's luggage, heard Zhuang Xiujie's question and replied respectfully, "That's a question for the Old Master, Fourth Disciple. I am merely a servant; how could I know the Old Master's decision?"
"Did Master mention to you where he was going?"
