Once the excitement and thrill of the night had died down until the last ember, that was the moment that Yang Jingshen started to feel like his legs were too weak to support his suddenly heavy body. Fortunately, he was already at Feng Xue's place by this time, finished showering and was cosily tucked in his old bed in the small room.
The comfortable old place with its familiar scenery seemed to soothe his mind a bit, even as he paranoidly kept straining his ears to listen to any unusual noise outside the apartment. Of course, he knew that retaliation wouldn't come this fast, but he was also aware of what type of poisonous viper he had provoked this night.
