"… is it too late for us to return now?" Fei Yin asked, his face covered in black lines. Meanwhile, Wu Yuan's face is as stiff as a stone.
"Yes." Cheng Sheng honestly answered.
Fei Yin and Wu Yuan. "…" You could've lied to us to comfort us! They thought, internally complaining.
But, they know better. Cheng Sheng would never comfort anyone or even sprinkle salt on their wound. Because he is a scum. And a scum is a sadist – one who laughs at other's misfortune. Thus, they can only swallow this bitter pill of meeting someone like Cheng Sheng.
"Sheng, you… why do you look so calm?" Fei Yin asked when he saw Cheng Sheng's expression didn't even change. Aren't they in the same boat?
"We have to stay calm in this situation so that we can think rationally." Cheng Sheng answered as he stood on his horse's back and jumped to reach for the fruit hanging from the tree.
