Lei Wanzhong had been flying through the skies of the Western Country, turning south and then north, hour after hour slipping away.
These past two hours had finally calmed him down. He knew he could never find his parents simply by acting out of spite. After enduring so many hardships and dangers along this journey, he felt they were close—getting closer and closer to them with every passing moment.
"Where on earth are you taking me?" Qiao Ruohe asked, riding the wind close behind him.
Chapter 282