After more than ten days of travel, Qiao Sen and his party finally returned to the Capital.
Looking at the familiar city gates in the distance, there was no joy on Qiao Sen's face because the missing Mr. Ling and General Zhao had still not caught up to join them.
Losing two key allies before even accomplishing the mission, Qiao Sen could still maintain his determination, but his mood inevitably bore some pessimism.
Compared to him, the three of Yu Qing were much calmer, observing the famed city before them.
"Yu Qing-jie, will Mr. Ling and General Zhao really be okay?"
Qiao Sen couldn't help but ask Yu Qing. After spending this time with her, he had been deeply impressed by her character, even starting to address her more intimately.
"Don't worry, Qiao Sen, Mr. Ling is stronger than us; he'll take good care of General Zhao. Perhaps they got delayed because of something,"
Yu Qing comforted Qiao Sen. Although she was actually quite worried herself, she never showed it.
