"Where is Song Yun!"
Song Bu grabbed Mo Huanqing by the collar, his eyes filled with rage!
This had all been part of the original plan, but unexpectedly, something went wrong!
"I was wrong... I truly admit my mistakes, hehehe... Master... Qing Qing..."
"Slap!"
Song Bu slapped Mo Huanqing across the face, but seeing that his opponent remained foolishly infatuated, he angrily threw him to the ground.
"Search! Search the entire city for me! I refuse to believe they can take my son anywhere!"
At Song Bu's command, the black-clad figures who followed him dispersed in all directions.
Beneath the moonlight, Song Yun continued to accelerate, following Zi Shu.
Though the other's speed was very fast, Song Yun, constantly tempered by Song Bu, now displayed amazing endurance.
"Damn it! Doesn't this kid ever tire? Isn't he the richest man in Magic Capital? How can he be so strong in combat!"
Zi Shu looked at the figure of Song Yun closing in on him, his head throbbing with pain.