Mo Liancheng gently patted little Fengfeng's back, "That's enough, let's head back."
Little Fengfeng spread its wings, streaking into the sky! A bird, two people, soaring up into the clouds.
This spectacle drew gasps and stares from many citizens of the city...
Meanwhile in the courtyard, another gust of wind arose, sweeping Yu Hao several yards away.
Jing Xin, with a face full of panic, had just hurried over and asked with a trembling voice, "What happened? Where is the Master?"
"Gone back to the Capital..."
Yu Hao absentmindedly mumbled as he gazed towards the sky, in the direction of the Capital, watching a gradually shrinking silhouette.
At the bottom of his heart, a sense of unease and a faint melancholy arose.
He had an intuition that this departure... might be forever.
On the road, three days and nights.
Two people and one bird, aside from stopping once to find food, were almost relentlessly pushing forward without sleep.
