Qingjian City Airport.

The morning mist had not yet entirely dispersed, leaving the air with a unique chill.

The automatic doors at the entrance of the terminal opened and closed, swallowing and spitting out hurried travelers.

Fang Qingyu carried a large, visibly worn combat backpack, holding Jiang Wei's small hand in his right hand.

The little girl was wearing a light blue hooded sports jacket today, with a small backpack, a freshly unwrapped orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth, her small cheeks slightly puffed out, and her clear big eyes calmly looking forward.

Opposite them stood the people seeing them off.

Lin Kang still wore the worn-looking mysterious black combat suit, his posture upright like a silent reef.

Duan Ling leaned against a nearby pillar, while Qin Hui, Qi Hao, Old Qiao, and Lv Chen stood in a row, their expressions varied, with emotions ranging from sentimentality and reluctance to a bit of excitement.

"Alright, let's say goodbye here."

Fang Qingyu spoke, his voice calm.

"Qingzi, are you sure you don't need us to see you inside?"

Qin Hui stepped forward, habitually reaching to take Fang Qingyu's backpack.

Fang Qingyu sidestepped to avoid it naturally: "It's just a few steps. You guys, don't slack off."

His gaze swept over Old Qiao and Lv Chen, who immediately stood up straight.

"Definitely! Qingzi!" Old Qiao grinned, showing a set of white teeth.

"Don't worry, Qingzi, when you return, you'll absolutely be impressed!" Lv Chen nodded vigorously, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Ah, the Hidden Dragon Plan..." Qi Hao clicked his tongue, looking full of longing, "Qingzi, if you come across particularly beautiful and talented sisters over there, remember to get their contact information for us!"

"Get lost!" Duan Ling kicked Qi Hao's shin, not too hard, but Qi Hao exaggeratedly grimaced, "Do you think Qingzi is like you?"

Fang Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not respond.

Lin Kang stepped forward, his gaze lingered on Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei for a moment, finally settling on Fang Qingyu's face.

No lengthy advice, just two simple, yet weighty words:

"Take care."

"Mm." Fang Qingyu nodded, equally succinct.

Duan Ling also came over, glanced at Fang Qingyu with a complex expression, then looked down at Jiang Wei, and finally just coolly raised her chin: "If you can't win, run. Don't push yourself. Xiaojiang, look after him."

Jiang Wei, with the lollipop in her mouth, nodded her little head and mumbled, "Mm."

"Let's go." Fang Qingyu lingered no longer, tightened his grip on Jiang Wei's hand, and turned toward the automatic door.

"Qingzi! Let us know when you've settled in Shangjing!" Qi Hao shouted from behind.

"Go for it!" Old Qiao and Lv Chen shouted in unison.

Fang Qingyu didn't look back, merely raised his unoccupied left hand and waved casually.

Jiang Wei, being led forward, looked even smaller next to the giant backpack.

She slightly turned her head towards the group of people seeing them off, and with a tiny gesture, waved her little hand, as if to say goodbye.

Until the figures of Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei completely disappeared around the bend of the security checkpoint.

Qin Hui finally let out a long breath, heavily patting Old Qiao and Lv Chen on the shoulder beside him: "Alright, the main characters are gone, we side characters should head back to continue training! Don't let Qingzi laugh at us when he returns!"

"Move, move, move! We must master the new Qi Blood Transport Technique today!" Old Qiao was full of energy.

"Captain Lin, Sister Duan, shall we head back to the bureau?"

Qi Hao looked at Lin Kang and Duan Ling.

Lin Kang nodded: "Go ahead."

Duan Ling looked in the direction where Fang Qingyu disappeared, and a few seconds later, turned around as well: "Let's go train."

...

Divine Management Bureau, 28th floor, Dragon Spine Camp Third Squad's station.

The elevator doors slid open with a "ding".

Lin Kang, Duan Ling, Qin Hui, Qi Hao, and others stepped out in single file, their faces still carrying the slight chill of the morning and the slight emptiness after the farewell.

As they walked into the public lounge.

They saw a figure running hastily from the other end of the corridor, looking around while shouting:

"Qingzi? Qingzi! Where?"

The newcomer was a young man, wearing a flashy bright yellow hooded sweatshirt, his hair styled neatly, with a slightly roguish smile on his face, none other than Wu Yan.

He sprinted to the entrance of the lounge, just in time to bump into Lin Kang and the others.

Seeing Lin Kang and Duan Ling, Wu Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped, grinning as he greeted, "Yo! Captain Lin! Sister Duan! Long time no see! You're looking quite spirited!"

Duan Ling, holding a sword, sized him up and down, her eyebrows slightly raised, her cool voice carrying a hint of curiosity: "Wu Yan? What are you doing here?"

"Hehe, I heard Qingzi came back! Made quite a stir over at Songdu! Killing a Divine Chosen? Damn, that's incredible! I skipped work just to admire the great master's presence and to catch up!" Wu Yan rubbed his hands, eagerly poking his head into the lounge, "Where is he? In the training ground or the office?"

Duan Ling looked at his expectant face, her mouth seemed to curve ever so slightly, then returned to being cold, her voice flat as she uttered a few words:

"He just boarded the plane."

"Huh?" The smile on Wu Yan's face instantly froze, like someone hit the pause button, "Bo... onboard a plane? To where?"

"Shangjing." Duan Ling replied briefly, "Participating in the Hidden Dragon Plan."

"Hidden Dragon Plan? Shangjing?" Wu Yan was completely baffled, his eyes round, "Wait... when did he leave? Why didn't I know?! He... he didn't tell me!"

He fumbled with his phone, quickly swiping open the screen, found Fang Qingyu's chat box, and immediately hit the voice call request.

A few seconds later, the voice connected.

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