If Old Man Henry happened to come by at this moment, he would have to be troubled to wait a while.
Considering that his destination was fairly obvious, even if Chief Yuan noticed, she probably would not be too nervous, right?
Before long, Fu Qian was already surveying Shangjing beneath his feet in the night, muttering about a retired Night Watcher who had yet to arrive.
According to his agreement with Yuan Shan, he was supposed to stay in Shangjing as much as possible during this period and not go anywhere.
But just now, Fu Qian had felt a little nostalgic for revisiting an old haunt. Before attending the banquet, he decided to go see an old acquaintance first.
This was arguably his most unrestrained outing in days. Not only had he acted in his original appearance the entire time, he had not even paid for the plane ticket.
Using the card Yuan Shan had given him to forcibly requisition a seat, Fu Qian successfully stopped a young man from embarking on his depraved journey to the Ring Archipelago.
Yes, such behavior would undoubtedly attract attention, but Fu Qian did not mind exposing his destination.
The headquarters of White Tower Company, the birthplace of the Rebirth Club, a lawless land of wanton indulgence...
Though it had only been some time since his last visit, the arena clashes, Ebu's dazzling lightning, and even Jenny the tailless horse in the bar had all left a deep impression on him.
It seemed he really needed a vacation.
It was still so white. Brother Ebu had not radically remodeled the archipelago after all.
After a flight that was peaceful, if not especially brief, a figure quietly sunbathing finally appeared on the liveliest beach along the outskirts of the Ring Archipelago.
Dressed casually, Fu