National War: Surging Waves!

Beautiful sunny days always made people want to drive out into the countryside.

Since yesterday morning, he had enjoyed a brief taste of the aristocratic sport of golf, found a Bugatti he liked in the garage, illegally raced through an empty nature reserve, and occasionally stopped in scenic forest clearings to take off his sunglasses and snap photos.

Only after indulging himself to his heart's content did the young master return to the road, one hand resting on the car door as he faced the gentle warm breeze. In the end, he even enjoyed dinner at a nearby luxury hotel.

He had absolutely none of the tension of someone participating in a National War. He looked as though he had seized the chance to go on vacation.

On the virtual screen, everyone in the Observation Room watched him idle around until nearly noon before finally driving toward central London again. In the tense, worried atmosphere, they were all speechless.

"This guy is still the same. He hasn't changed at all."

Seeing everyone here growing uneasy because they had no leads on the Royal Court's participants, while that young master remained utterly unhurried over there, Hua Ling gritted her teeth in helpless frustration.

On another side of the virtual screen, the Magician had activated some unknown ability and vanished from the display. Yet the image of empty space still being tracked as it moved told everyone that he was heading toward somewhere in the city, which was no longer far away.

As for Mu Cheng, she was still wandering around the airport, far from central London.

Time slowly passed. Watching the gear shift gradually accelerate as the young master enjoyed the Bugatti's force pressing him into his seat at breakneck speed, Fang Ran asked curiously,

"By the way, when there's no