Their gazes met in an instant!
In that moment, it was as if sparks were flying, crackling in the air.
"Hmm?" Xie Linyuan's expression perked up, "Such strong momentum."
Initially, when he saw this young man with pale features, seemingly delicate and fragile, he wondered where this gentle scholar had come from.
But that one glance had filled him with the thrilling tremor that he only experienced when facing top-notch masters, as if there were electric currents surging through his fingers, igniting a burning desire to fight within him.
Xie Linyuan instinctively wanted to grasp his sword.
However, he soon realized that the other party hadn't seen him, and he forcefully suppressed that fighting spirit.
Yan Tingfeng also withdrew his gaze, his eyelashes drooping.
Strange.
Why did he feel that, besides himself and Ye Wanlan in the hospital ward, there was a third person present?
And this third person was definitely no weakling.
