Jiang Zimo knelt on one knee. "Please punish me, boss. We still haven't found it."
Giovanni frowned slightly. "Forget it. Set this aside for now. America has been making too many moves lately. Next, go help Kyurem obtain Reshiram."
"Yes."
Jiang Zimo left with his orders and immediately deployed personnel to carry out the plan.
Volcanion's massive body flew over the city. After more than an hour of flight, they soon reached the skies above Alto Mare.
Wearing a fresh change of clothes, Ye Qing took out his phone, planning to report his arrival voluntarily to avoid drawing the Public Security Bureau's attention.
They soon arrived above his home. Looking down, he saw that the ruins of the original villa had already been cleared away, and many workers were working through the night under lights.
The only thing out of place now was Mizuno Jeff's tent, which still stood there.
Watching the workers hammering away below, Volcanion said disdainfully, "You humans are such a hassle, insisting on building a cage to confine yourselves.
"With the sky as your blanket and the earth as your bed, wouldn't you be free and comfortable?"
Ye Qing shook his head. "This is our home. It means something different."
"Woof, woof!"
Arcanine charged out of Wang Yao's yard, barking wildly at the sky. No matter how Ye Qing came home, he always managed to be the first to greet him.
The two Little Planes flew out one after the other. They hadn't caught Ye Qing's scent, but had sensed Volcanion's presence.
"Let's go down."
Ye Qing patted Volcanion's back. Whenever he was tired, he wanted to go home. He hadn't expected that now even his home would be gone.
"Is that Ye Qing from the Ye family?"
"What is that giant turtle? I've never seen