Yezi Could Run, and He Could Chase!

Chrollo quietly took two steps back. "If you want to go find him, go by yourself. I'm not going."

At first, he had been the one blocking her path, but ever since she opened the convenience store, the situation had completely reversed.

In a backward place like District 11, a convenience store was far too devastating. It had only been open for a few hours before crowds came swarming in.

Fighters, thieves, sob stories, robbers—Xiao Ai practically wished she had eighteen hands to work with, and she had even heartlessly refused to spare them.

If he dared pass through there, he would definitely get drafted into labor. But he had not stayed here to be some damn store clerk!

So lately, he had been avoiding Xiao Ai.

Feitan shot him a disdainful glance as he headed outside. "I wasn't planning to take you with me anyway."

Xiao Ai did not even like Chrollo. If he brought Chrollo along, she might not even be willing to tell him where Yezi was. Of course he would not take him!

Chrollo: "..." Why was this guy so infuriating whenever he spoke?

"What?" The moment Xiao Ai heard Feitan's words, her eyes widened. She nearly thought she had misheard him. "You said Yezi is missing? And you're asking whether I know where he went?"

She had only been busy for a moment. Where had her fellow countryman, that huge grown man, gone? He had run off without even saying goodbye?

Had he really fled in such a panic? Was it necessary?

Did Feitan really look that much like some terrifying monster to him?

"You don't know either?" Feitan frowned, his expression terribly grim. Even Xiao Ai did not know where Yezi had gone—how was he supposed to find him?

"I was busy. I didn't