Lin Feng frowned at the sight of Zhu Yi. The person that he knew had always been calm and rational. Yet know he stood motionless, grey empty eyes staring at nothingness. Lin Feng sensed suppressed anxiety.
"You are confused." blatantly said Lin Feng as he approached Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi returned from his daze and uttered a word of "master". His mouth remaining agape as though he wanted to say something, yet the words never materialized. He ceremoniously lowered his head, not knowing what to say.
"Is it concerning your mother?" sought Lin Feng.
Zhu Yi's eyes widened, his lips pursed together in silence.
"To trouble you this much, if it isn't your father Xuanji marquee Zhu Hongwu, then it has to be the one who perished a tad too early, Meng Bingyun" thought Lin Feng. Apart from his unbreakable resolve, the one thing that Zhu Yi really wanted was to fight for justice for his mistreated mother.
