Fang Changle, he's definitely been captured.
"You're still not off the hook; technically, you're not allowed to leave Yujing City, and I'm partially responsible."
"The sea is wide for fish to leap, the sky is high for birds to fly..."
"What if I insist on leaving?" Fang Changle teased.
"You can try." Zhang Fan said casually.
"Last night was just a sparring session. If you really want to leave, then I'll have to get serious."
Zhang Fan knew that to subdue someone like him, you first had to demonstrate unquestionable strength.
"Really?"
Fang Changle grinned, not at all displeased by Zhang Fan's words, and was actually somewhat looking forward to it.
"Where are we headed now?"
"To see your fellow disciples." Zhang Fan whispered.
...
Yujing City People's Hospital.
The corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
As soon as they entered, a cacophony of voices came from a distance.
