It was his own fault for forgetting them, and for letting them go.
Even if he asked for help now, Qiong Xing had no intention of returning them.
"Even if he has a good face, his personality is way too awful. Seriously, what kind of person puts chains on someone?"
By venting his complaints about the man, he somehow managed to stabilize his emotions against his anxiety alone.
"…I want to go home."
His true feelings slipped out.
"Where to?"
"!"
He had not expected a response, so he turned around in shock and found the man standing there without him noticing.
He quickly stepped back.
He had a lot he wanted to say, such as how the man suddenly appeared and how he knew his location, but he assumed the man would not answer anyway, so he slowly increased the distance between them.
"So you do try to run. I did not expect you to still have the will to use magic after that situation."
