「Newark City. The Manor Hotel.」
Amidst a subtle ripple in Space, Chu Sheng's form materialized out of thin air.
However,
the luxurious suite where Gu Yuexi had been staying was now deathly quiet.
The curtains were half-drawn, sunlight spilling onto the empty king-sized bed.
Not a soul was in sight.
'Where'd she go?'
Chu Sheng flapped his wings, circling the room once.
'Is her seclusion over?'
Chu Sheng frowned, and just as he was about to activate his Nether Vision...
TAP. TAP. TAP.
A light tapping sound came from the windowpane.
Chu Sheng turned to look.
A small, palm-sized bird, entirely emerald green, was perched on the windowsill. It tilted its head, its beady black eyes staring intently at him.
'This bird... it's not a real creature.'
Chu Sheng saw through its nature at a glance. It was a condensation of extremely pure Spiritual Power, bearing Gu Yuexi's Spirit imprint.
'Something Gu Yuexi left behind?'
His interest piqued, Chu Sheng flew toward it.
