"Where is she?" Bei Mingyuan asked.
The Blood Bone Bird couldn't speak, but after spending so much time together, he had long since learned how to understand its language. Thus, he quickly realized that Xin Huohuo was experiencing intense emotional turmoil.
The Blood Bone Bird raised a wing, a gesture that meant, 'At home.'
Bei Mingyuan hesitated for a moment before stepping into the path of fire. Meanwhile, at Xuanyuan Gulun, Xin Huohuo was shouting his name at the ceiling for what felt like the hundredth time. The next second, he actually appeared, giving her a fright.
'Was this telepathy? Or just a coincidence?' she wondered, stunned.
"You…" she stammered.
"What do you want? Didn't I tell you to go home?" Bei Mingyuan cut her off, deliberately putting on an impatient expression.
