Su Ping chuckled.
Next to him, Long'er glanced at Su Ping, who was on the phone in an endless conversation, even though most of the time it was Su Ping listening.
She glanced again at the driver's seat, where Dong Muyun, whose expression hadn't changed, was now driving at nearly two hundred miles per hour after leaving the Linzhou City area.
This captain-level figure, who had long served in the special forces, showed a hint of admiration.
Clearly resisting the mental interference of the Celestial Tomb Mark, yet remained so composed in front of two women he cared so much about, no wonder he achieved such accomplishments, his willpower was indeed incomparable to ordinary young Beastmasters.
After chatting with Qin Xiaoxue for a few words, as it got dark, they finally returned to the Heart of Myriad Spirits, where Su Ping decisively refused everyone's inquiries.
He didn't want to repeat what he told Qin Xiaoxue and Dong Muyun over and over.
