Sang Luo nodded wearily. Then, remembering something, she added, "Fei Yuan once placed a tracking mark on me. Can you help me remove it?"
"A tracking mark..." Si Ye's expression turned even uglier. "He didn't even give you a Soul Mark!"
'There was no point in dwelling on it.' Si Ye suppressed his rage and nodded. "A tracking mark is easy to deal with. I'll help you remove it."
After she told him where it was, a faint halo of light appeared in his palm. A moment later... without Sang Luo feeling a thing, Si Ye pulled his hand back. "There. It's gone. He can't sense your location anymore."
"Mm."
After eating a little something, Sang Luo quickly fell asleep.
Si Ye sat by the bed, gently stroking the hair back from her forehead. His expression was dark and unreadable.
'Luoluo is still heartbroken, one way or another. If she truly felt nothing for him, how could she have conceived this child?'
'How dare that bastard make her so angry!'
Si Ye stormed off to the Phoenix Palace.
