Days passed peacefully.
Zou Yue silently glanced around the room. Fan Xui sat in a corner busy thinking about something, Hary being the cheerful one went about annoying his sister who was polishing her weapons.
It was very silent and peaceful.
At least it seemed peaceful on the outside. Inside, a storm was brewing.
Hary and Fan were very hostile towards each other. Like oil and water, they did not get along.
It was just not that. Even Yue and Fan were having an awkward time. They had secrets of their own that needed to be talked in seclusion, but cohabiting in a room with others did not help.
Tian intervened every time he was near Fan and Hary just gave a snarky remark, pissing Fan off completely.
Only Qian was the silent one. The once cherry loud and playful scientist became a sullen, broody guy spending all his waking time in research.
