Ye Huang took off, chasing forward.
The crowd was turbulent, with many intersections. Where was Xiao Jiong's figure?
Ye Huang stood at the crossroads, looking around, a secret bubble in his heart kept expanding, almost about to burst, but it didn't move!
"Where is he?" Ye Huang's expression turned anxious.
He was the Dark Emperor adept at hiding emotions, but now he seemed like a child who had lost something. Panicked and chaotic, eager to find it.
Soon, the subordinates who followed Ye Huang in the dark, went to chase voluntarily, all returned: empty-handed.
Ye Huang felt annoyed: Why didn't I bring more people out?
"Honey, don't worry, we can go buy pastries! If we go to his store, we're sure to meet him." Bai Xiao quickly comforted him.
"Okay!"
Ye Huang immediately wanted to go, you can run from the monk but not the temple!
Bai Xiao amusingly held him back: "Honey, let's go tomorrow, it's too late today. You're so enthusiastic, you'll scare Xiao Jiong."
