He clenched his fists tightly, ready to defend himself should Pei Jue strike.
Unexpectedly, Pei Jue only glanced at him before suddenly turning around.
He seemed to hear something and looked towards the cleansing room.
Chunyu Yan paused in surprise, as he hadn't heard any noise.
"Brother Wangzhi?"
Like someone under a spell, Pei Jue's face was stiff and expressionless, and he slowly and quietly made his way toward the cleansing room.
Chunyu Yan followed and grabbed him.
"Feng Twelve is bathing inside, what are you doing..."
Pei Jue shook him off forcefully, his cold eyes like blades.
At that moment, the door opened from the inside.
The maid named Qingmei hurried out, her face flushed with fear and heat, bowing in a salute.
"Master, the young lady says, let the General come in to serve..."
Pei Jue's face was stern, his complexion dark.
Chunyu Yan stood dumbfounded, "What did you say?"
The maid lowered her eyes slightly, not daring to meet Chunyu Yan's intimidating gaze.
