Feng Chaonan's attendant behind him raised his arm lightly, intending to step in and stop the altercation, but Feng Chaonan stopped him with a chilling and resentful gaze.
This eunuch attendant, well-versed in observing expressions and speech from his time in the Imperial Palace, keenly noticed that his master's fist, hanging by his side, was clenched tightly, with knuckles turned white from the exertion, signaling the extremity of his rage.
Xu Mingfeng's insolence and forceful slap in the face nearly made the proud Sixth Prince lose his composed demeanor.
The attendant silently stepped back, resuming his submissive stance with bowed head and obedient eyes, as though the chilling wind from moments ago was merely an illusion.
