Fu Tingyu curled his lips. "It's fine. I like looking at you quietly like this."
Qin Shu looked away. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't help but complain to herself. He had said that she had a sweet tongue, but the words he had said were as if they were coated in honey. They were sweet and flirtatious.
After the girl had looked away, Fu Tingyu continued to look at her without blinking, especially when he saw that her cheeks were slightly flushed like a delicate peony. He was even more reluctant to move his eyes away then.
After returning to the hotel, Fu Tingyu asked Shi Yan to book a flight back the next day.
As for the Crimson Sand Organization, they were not a fledgling organization. If they could be defeated so easily, they would have long been gone.
However, it did not mean that he had given up on continuing to look for the missing martial artist.
