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Qing Ming City.

In the ruins.

Lu Ming hung up the call.

Base…

The Qing Ming City situation had come to a close. Lu Ming had wanted to make a trip to Tian Du City to look at the so-called base. Of course, before this, he had to contact Jiang Feng.

Ring!

Ring!

His call connected very quickly.

"Hello? What is the matter?"

Jiang Feng's furious holler and the familiar… panting noises could be heard from the other side of the call.

"Where are you?"

Lu Ming sighed.

"It's nothing. I-I'm… looking at the sea," Jiang Feng said while panting.

"I'll be bringing Xiaobai to Tian Du City," Lu Ming went straight to the point.

"No!"

This was Jiang Feng's first reaction. "If you have something to do there, let Xiaobai stay at home. I'll go there once I finish what I have to do."

"Your house is gone."