"He fled to Africa? He really did run far. It seems he already guessed that the destruction of Crimson Fang was related to me. Your Excellency Amotig, I am now in Limassol, Cyprus. Bring him directly to me; I have some questions I'd like to ask him." Chen Fei said with a smile after receiving Amotig's call.
"At your service, Your Excellency," Amotig responded anxiously over the phone. He then let out what sounded like a huge sigh of relief before hanging up.
For the past month, he had been on pins and needles. After all, if he couldn't find this Child of Light, things would get troublesome—God only knew if Chen Fei would come after him. Fortunately, he had found him. Thank goodness…
Roughly half a day later, Amotig brought the Child of Light to Cyprus and presented him to Chen Fei.
"Oh, you've worked hard, Your Excellency Amotig. Thank you for helping me find him."
