Zhou Sining went to the airport to pick up Mu Nujiao.
The vast airport was nearly deserted. At a glance, most of the people there were businessmen in suits and mages who had come to see what all the fuss was about.
Although the Ancient Capital's authorities had suppressed news of the Ghost Tyrant and Sha Yuan, the undead unrest had still affected tourism in the Ancient Capital.
Zhou Sining found Mu Nujiao at the airport entrance.
She wore a tight black turtleneck underneath her coat. Its neckline followed the curve of her neck down to her collarbones, making the exposed skin look as cool and pale as jade. The fabric hugged her body, beautifully outlining her graceful curves.
Especially her full, rounded breasts, which were perfectly proportioned to her figure.
Below, she wore dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt, while a khaki coat hung to her knees.
Together with her decorative silver-rimmed glasses, the outfit gave her an imposing, polished air, yet carried a subtle, restrained sexiness.
"Jiaojiao, over here." Zhou Sining jogged toward her.
The moment she saw Zhou Sining, Mu Nujiao's cool expression blossomed into a radiant smile.
"What did you mean by what you said on the phone? You don't want to see me?" Mu Nujiao asked with a teasing pout.
"It's not that I don't want to see you." Zhou Sining took her hand, his expression grave. "The Ancient Capital hasn't been safe lately. Listen to me and go back to the Magic City first. Once things here settle down, I promise I'll come find you."
At that, Mu Nujiao looked him up and down for several seconds.
There was plenty of news online about the undead unrest in the Ancient Capital, but anyone familiar with the city knew it had never been