Cheng Sheng nodded as he chewed on the lotus seed. They didn't speak to each other and maintained the silence between them. It wasn't awkward or tense. Instead, it is comforting even if no words are spoken. After an hour the three elders came back. Their expression is tense and anxious. Obviously, they didn't find Wu Fan. "If I'd find that bastard who took Fan, I'll kill him!" Chen Jing said, seething in anger.
The blanket wrapped around Cheng Sheng when Chen Jing emitted his oppressive aura. Cheng Sheng fell from the air and Fei Yin caught him in his arms. Chen Jing blinked and saw the blanket wrapping Cheng Sheng like a zongzi. He immediately withdrew his aura. "Sorry, Sheng-er – " Chen Jing said and walked towards Cheng Sheng. His eyes are full of guilt.
