From Yan Su's expression, Lin Feng could tell what he was thinking. With a hint of amusement in his heart, he found Mr. Yan's rigid thinking slightly amusing, yet he was also touched. Such honest, even stubbornly honest people were too rare!
However, Lin Feng's current identity was not suitable for having too much conversation with Yan Su. In the eyes of the Qingzi Sect, Yan Su, who had been undercover for several months, was now one of their own, while Lin Feng was merely a hired hand paid by Long Shaotian. Everyone thought Lin Feng and Yan Su didn't know each other. If Lin Feng began comforting Yan Su now, all the effort Yan Su had made for the mission might vanish in the blink of an eye.
Lin Feng did not speak, but Wu Mei could clearly see the unease in his heart. She reached out and gently held his right wrist, offering comfort.
Finally, Long Shaotian nodded. Yan Su had spoken his mind so thoroughly that Long Shaotian felt he couldn't refuse.
