"Go home." Lin Fu muttered to herself, her eyes flickering as she suddenly caught a glimpse of someone not far away, her expression one of shock.
There in the distance, Fu Xing, dressed in a crisp military uniform, stood without knowing when he arrived, gazing at Lin Fu across the void. His handsome face lifted in a faint smile as he opened his arms to her.
Following Lin Fu's gaze, the others also noticed Fu Xing.
The tension suddenly rose among Jon's company; some even averted their eyes.
Though Fu Xing stood alone, the aura that surrounded him pressured everyone on the scene, leaving them feeling breathless.
Jon watched and couldn't help but wryly smile; he now understood why the Prince and the Duchess had agreed to release Lin Fu unconditionally.
The two powerful backers behind this man were not to be provoked, especially since Fu Xing now controlled most of the Galaxy Empire's authority. Being not yet thirty, he was frighteningly powerful.
"Fu Xing."
