Fu Xian sensed Ren's absence and immediately walked out of the room. He hadn't initially wanted to invade Ren's privacy; after all, he knew how much Ren preferred doing things on his own.
But there was one undeniable truth. Ren had a knack for getting into trouble the moment he was left alone for a longer period.
Leaving behind the rowdy crowd, Fu Xian rushed to the restroom and searched every cubicle, his blue eyes darting around the area with increasing concern. However, there was no sign of Ren.
Fu Xian was not worried. He was sure Ren was perfectly safe. If not, there would be emergency alarms blaring at him.
The silence of the system interface was comforting in a sense, yet he couldn't shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at him.
Turning back to the previous way, he tapped on his communicator, ready to call Ren. However, his finger froze midair, his eyes widening in disbelief. There, just outside their booked room, was the devil Kade Death, holding Ren in his arms.
