"Is it you?" Pei Yibai's face suddenly darkened, his cold gaze fixed on He Chengzhi, who had shown up uninvited outside,
The state of both men was crystal clear, Pei Yibai hadn't slept all night, his complexion somewhat ashen.
Sheng Jinsen also stayed awake through the night, but there weren't many places on his face that remained intact.
After getting beaten up by Liu Qinglong's men, Sheng Jinsen's face was swollen and bruised, and on top of that, he had been injured in the woods, almost beyond recognition.
Leaning on a cane, he was a far cry from his usual confident self, hardly looking like the same person.
Hearing Pei Yibai's voice filled with hostility, Sheng Jinsen managed a helpless, bitter smile.
"Right, it's me. I came to check on Song Weiyi, is she all right?" he tried to glimpse Song Weiyi through the crack in the door, but could only see a hospital bed with the slight rise and fall of a blanket on it.
