Li Nanheng could hear hints of provocation in her voice; even if it was not provocation, at least, it seemed that her heart was truly composed. She did not find this place difficult to bear and even seemed to be enjoying her time here.
He shifted his eyes over, glancing at her coldly.
Feng Ling was shorter than him. Now that she was dressed in thick winter wear, the way she was tightly wrapped, made her appeared like a black bear dressed in a spacesuit. The cold words he was about to say changed right before they left his lips: "What's the point in dampening your drive? The people trained by the XI Base should all carry the drive shared there. There's no need to polish away all of your edges."
Feng Ling did not say anything. She glanced backward and was about to urge him to return with her to eat.
