The next day, a biting cold wind whipped through the streets of Jeju, creating small eddies that swept trash from the pavement onto the sidewalks.
A special coach bus was parked in the square of the Jeju Martial Arts Association. Every so often, someone would walk up and board, suitcase in tow.
Zhao Rui drove up, and amidst Qin Rui's reluctant and worried gaze, he got out of the SUV with his suitcase.
"You drive the car back. I already spoke with the coach; they won't let you go. Focus on your training at home and try to break through to the Grandmaster Realm as soon as you can," Zhao Rui instructed.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Qin Rui flew into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss right on his lips.
Zhao Rui was slightly taken aback, but he didn't refuse, deepening the kiss.
After a long moment, a blushing Qin Rui pulled away, her gaze burning with intensity as she said, "Take care of yourself. I'll be waiting for you!"
