Wu Xie couldn't shake off the worry that gnawed at the back of his mind like a persistent itch. The uncertainty of Minjun's whereabouts weighed heavily on him, tugging at his thoughts even as he tried to focus on his own training.
Unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, Wu Xie made his way to Dan's room, hoping to find some answers or at least a bit of reassurance. The walk seemed longer than usual, each step echoing with the weight of his concern.
As he reached Dan's door, Wu Xie hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the handle. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for whatever news awaited him on the other side.
With a firm resolve, he pushed open the door and stepped into Dan's room. The air was heavy with the scent of incense, and the soft glow of candlelight bathed the room in a warm, soothing ambiance.
