At this moment, Butler Liu felt that the Ginseng Fruit in his pocket was a hot potato. If only it were possible, I'd return the Ginseng Fruit to Ye Qingchen. But if I actually did, I'm afraid this powerful figure would truly think I'm toying with him.
The people nearby held their breath, their hearts in their throats as Ye Qingchen remained silent for a long moment.
Ye Qingchen looked at the butler before him, his expression cold. If what the man said was true—that Xiao Xiao was in the back mountain—he would have definitely sensed her. Yet, he had just made a round trip and hadn't felt her presence at all.
