The letter ended there. Mu Bingling's fair hands trembled uncontrollably. As her fingers traced the words, the strokes of one character had already been smudged.
'The ink isn't even dry yet... Mu Chen... Chen'Er...' Mu Bingling clutched the letter, and with a surge of Primordial Power, she shot out of the room. A red Martial Ring instantly appeared at her feet, unleashing the power of a First-Ring Martial Artist. Her speed hit its maximum in an instant, kicking up a swirling gust of wind in her wake.
"Mu Chen, wait for me... please don't leave. Your sister can't lose you," she whispered softly. A mist formed in her blue eyes as crystalline tears slowly traced a path down her exquisite cheeks.
The streets were still mostly empty. Mu Bingling sped towards the south gate. She had no idea which of Luofeng City's four gates Mu Chen had left through. With no real destination, her only thought was to find him and bring him back.
