The older man's face was pale and tired, but his eyes were sharp.
Rong Ye, who had been standing nearby, suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. A bad premonition.
He looked at the younger man carefully.
Then he spoke in a low voice.
"Don't tell me… you are Lan Yue's mate."
The moment the name left his mouth, the younger man's eyes widened.
He rushed forward instantly and grabbed Rong Ye by the shoulders.
"Lan Yue? Yes! Yes, that's her name! She's my mate! Where is she? Have you seen her?"
He was so fast and desperate that Rong Ye almost attacked him out of instinct. But at the last moment, he controlled himself.
The man's aura was not hostile. There was no evil intent. There was only anxiety and desperation in his voice.
He truly just wanted to find his mate.
Still, Rong Ye felt confused.
Lan Yue had been with them for a long time now. She was even close to giving birth. Yet her mate had only found her now.
The distance between them must have been extremely far.
