As the morning day turned into evening, a figure dress in snow-white robes remains sitting in a sandalwood chair with his back straight while a cup of tea that has long been cold places on top of the table next to him, along with a delicate open box filled with delicately bake pastries.
While there is a slightly golden and orange sunlight bathing the young man figure from the open window, however, the warmth and soothing beautiful scenery felt completely different from the other people inside the room.
Because Pengfei along with the brother and sister sitting in the farthest distance doesn't dare to even breathe loudly, completely fearing to break the stifling stillness that has been occurring after the young man in a snow-white robe has arrived.
"Heh…"
And after a few hours of silence, a soft sound has finally echoed out, breaking the eerie silence that has been plaguing the entire room.
