Li Nanheng glanced at her expressionlessly. His eyes were half-lidded as he watched her. Upon meeting his dark, unfathomable gaze, Feng Ling directly shifted her eyes away.
The man remained watching her as he spoke: "Who knows. I should be able to."
As he spoke, he stood up from where he was leaning against the wall. It wasn't clear if he was moving intentionally, or if he really had trouble standing straight, but he abruptly staggered two steps forward to her side. All of a sudden, almost half of his body weight was pressing down on her.
Feng Ling was caught off guard by his sudden action. She rushed to hold him up but was still forced to take two steps back. Their positions were almost reversed and she was almost pressed against the wall.
Thankfully, her reflexes were good.
