Jun Ruofeng desperately wanted to wipe the smile off her face. It did not look sincere at all. "Who was looking for you?" He thought he spoke quite sincerely himself. At least he said what he meant, rather than wearing a fake smile and saying things he did not mean.
Ye Chuqi's mind began wandering again. For a descendant of the Light God, Uncle Jun really had a terrible temper.
Jun Ruofeng glanced at the Mage Guild's entrance beside them and said coldly, "You rushed here, then rushed off again. Have you forgotten how many people in the Imperial Capital are worried about you? You couldn't even say hello or let them know you were safe?"
Ye Chuqi looked at Jun Ruofeng in confusion. "Uncle Jun... you were worried about me?" That realization was terrifying.
Jun Ruofeng nearly bristled, almost failing to maintain his serene, immortal-like facade—when he kept his mouth shut, he really did look ethereal enough to fool people. He took a deep breath. "Where are you going this time?"
Ye Chuqi could not help laughing. Although she had come and gone in a hurry, she had asked ahead before coming. Madam Jun had not been in the Imperial Capital lately. Apparently, she had gone away to clear her head, and no one knew when she would return. Her uncle Bai Fenghua had also taken the Imperial Capital Academy's students to the Lost Forest for this year's training. When Ye Chuqi passed through Monte City, she had briefly hesitated over whether to visit him. In the end, she decided to go to the Light God Temple first, or she would not be able to put her mind at ease.
As for everyone else, the classmates she knew were still at the Beast Abyss Frontline, and the Ye Family