Chi Cheng inhaled a long, deep breath to allay the fire blazing within him. Allowing the icy air to fill him, it was like a cool and soothing touch which comforted him.
'I'm the one who's being reckless…' His mind dwelled on the harsh order he issued to his younger brother before brushing him off. 'I hope he isn't crying…'
Chi Cheng wandered through the estate, searching for the chambers his mother was assigned. At each point when he passed by one of the halls, the inner sect disciples on guard duty had turned him away or redirected him elsewhere.
They were adamant about refusing his requests or giving him the answers he desired. Of course, they must have been cautioned under strict orders to restrict the movements of guest disciples.
Defeated by the Han Clan's disciples' stubbornness, Chi Cheng decided to return to his room. However, as he passed by the sanctuary hall, he was stopped by Han Yongrui who crossed his path.
