Ning Chen felt terrible—exceptionally terrible. He did not know how to answer. If Mu Chengxue had forgotten him, what could he do? Tie her up and take her away by force?
She was the sixth innate expert in the world. If she was unwilling, who could take her away?
Arid City saw no snow all year round. It was said that the sword within the city did not like snow, so all the snow in the world could not fall within Arid City.
After arriving in Arid City, Prince Yan had followed behind Ning Chen the entire time. Ning Chen was looking for someone, so naturally Ning Chen should lead the way.
The wheelchair rolled over the stone slabs, sinking half an inch into them. Ning Chen's eyes swept across Arid City, looking through every street and searching every house.
Prince Yan watched the former search like a fool. He neither spoke nor stopped him.
There were more than hundreds and thousands of streets in Arid City, and more than countless rooms. If Ning Chen wanted to search, then let him search.
How many times in one lifetime could a person be foolish?
Prince Yan could tell that the person Ning Chen sought was exceedingly important to him—far more important than anyone could imagine.
Most of what Prince Yan knew about Ning Chen came from Changsun and the tales of the world. Only after the two had met did he truly overlap those impressions with the person before him.
The little eunuch Changsun spoke of was unruly and ill-mannered, yet deeply loyal and devoted, someone worthy of trust and entrustment.
The little hero spoken of by the world was brave and resourceful, worthy of respect.
But the Ning Chen Prince Yan saw was cold, proud, and even ruthless.
Yet at