The aircraft soared through the clouds.
Fei Zhao leaned against the window, his fingertips tapping intermittently against the pendant of his necklace.
A crisp chiming sound echoed through the cabin, yet it carried a strange, somber undertone.
Su An'an lowered the intelligence Light Screen in her hands and looked at him thoughtfully.
"The Fox Clan cubs who've gone missing recently are all mixed-bloods."
Fei Zhao's movements abruptly froze.
"And," Su An'an continued,
"before they disappeared, they all visited the clan's Blood Purification Spring."
"The Blood Purification Spring."
Fei Zhao's voice deepened, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"That place should have been filled in long ago."
Su An'an keenly sensed the shift in his emotions and placed her hand over the back of his.
"What do you know?"
Fei Zhao closed his eyes, his tail twitching in irritation. His voice was low and suppressed.
