This time, Luo Chen stopped, but did not turn back, only a light voice came through.
"He's proud of you."
"Is that all?"
There was no response, only a muffled explosion was heard at the original spot, and amidst the flickering sparks, Luo Chen had already disappeared. When he appeared again, it was dozens of miles away.
Such an astonishing escape technique would have certainly elicited a gasp from Qing Lan Fairy on ordinary days.
However, at this moment, the woman in green just stood dumbfounded on the small island, her hair still blown by the sea breeze, her expression forlorn.
...
"Master, you have quite a profound relationship with that woman!"
In the howling gale, Little White's voice came from beside his ear, sounding somewhat indistinct.
Luo Chen's expression was calm, but waves rippled in his heart.
His relationship with Fu Qinglan was far more than profound.
