Sang Luo grew suspicious. "Where's Yan? Where did he go?"
"Missing him already, Little Luoruo?" Fei Yuan lowered his head and took a deep sniff of her neck, his brow furrowing deeply. "Hmph! You're covered in that old fox's scent!"
Sang Luo slapped his hand away. "Stop messing around. I'm being serious. I didn't see him when I woke up this morning, and I've had this heavy feeling in my chest..."
"Don't overthink it. That old fox comes and goes like a shadow, and no one can ever figure out what he's thinking. He probably had other business to attend to. He'll come see you once he's finished."
Sang Luo nodded, putting it out of her mind.
Yan hadn't given her a mate mark, but she wasn't going to be overly suspicious of him. She was just a little wistful. "He left in such a hurry. He could have at least said something beforehand to put my mind at ease."
"Anubia is at the Phoenix Palace with the children. Shouldn't you hurry back to see them?"
