Li Nanheng stood by the bed and watched her with a mild expression. Although he did not say a single word, his posture and gaze clearly informed her that he would not allow her to move.
Feng Ling had no choice but to sit back down.
"Feng Ling, since I came to Rogers Pass, have I somehow offended you?" The man watched her sharply.
"No."
"Then why are you displaying such an attitude to me? Lay down!" Li Nanheng resisted the urge to tear the other bed apart. He lowered his eyes to watch her: "I don't wish to repeat my words. Lay down and sleep right now."
Feng Ling did not wish to display her temper so obviously. She also knew that for the past days, Li Nanheng had been sufficiently tolerant of her attitude.
Since she had already returned to this tent, doing anything more would be futile.
She could only pretend as though nothing had happened.
