After dinner, my celebratory mood was spoiled when I caught sight of Feng Hai approaching me. That alone wasn't enough to alarm me, but his expression and the dark, gloomy aura that pervaded him told me that something was up.
"Please go ahead," I told my friends, who were practically skipping about and pleased that we had gotten into the last sixteen. "I might have some business with somebody."
"Instructor Feng Hai?" Harrison caught sight of the Silver Wolves mercenary leader. "What is he doing here?"
"Yeah, if he has business with you, he probably has business with us," Craig told me flatly. "Don't worry about it."
"We're together in this," Sheila added. I tried not to sigh. These guys had no idea what kind of matters I got entangled in with regard to the Silver Wolves. They probably thought this had something to do with the tournament when it didn't.
