"A place to travel and rest my mind." Fu Jiu returned his gaze, a slight smile touching her lips as she replied Qin Mo's question. She continued into the phone, "Mengran, i'll hang up now, remember to send the exact location."
Qin Mo continued looking as Fu Jiu stuffed the phone in her pockets, his gaze deepening.
This was the first time it dawned on him that even if youngster had broken up, he still couldn't dictate her actions.
"The national league is in three days and you're thinking about where to travel." Qin Mo dragged the last words, his aura cold and distant, "I guess the trainings i prepared for you isn't enough."
Fu Jiu opened her mouth but before she could say anything, she was dragged into the sports car.
Fu Jiu noticed that the Almighty has been driving much faster recently.
It was so fast it seemed as though he was about to crash the next second.
A menacing air floated into his gaze.
