In the quiet tension of the Blooming Courtyard, an obvious silence draped over the gathering. Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian tactfully skirted around the topic of Xu Feng and Bai Mo's recent activities, avoiding any mention of their disheveled state.
Yet, despite the clear oversight, Xu Feng couldn't turn a blind eye to the restrained emotions simmering beneath the composed faces of the trio of "wild animals." Their repressed feelings were like a looming presence, evident in their overly calm expressions and occasionally tightened jawlines.
There were one too many unspoken questions that lingered in the air, all loaded with unspoken implications. There was no way Xu Feng would get out of this unscathed.
When Xuan Jian reached over and retrieved a twig from Xu Feng's hair, his face twitched involuntarily as he stared into the accusing gaze.
