"Yu..."
Lu Fengxuan froze on the spot, staring at the man with the half-silver mask covering his face and the ugly scar near the corner of his left eye. Pain stabbed through her chest like a piercing blade.
Her eyes dared not even blink, emotions brimming with anguish. She reached out a hand, "Your face..."
"Miss Lu!" Song Sixuan hurried over and briskly slapped away the hand Lu Fengxuan had extended mid-air.
Song Sixuan stepped forward, positioning half her body between Lu Fengxuan and Yu Yanbai.
Her expression darkened slightly, and the defensive gaze she directed at Lu Fengxuan clearly regarded her as an adversary.
"Yanbai came with me. His identity isn't suited for exposure right now. Miss Lu, please restrain yourself and stop pestering him unilaterally. Can you do that?"
Lu Fengxuan pressed her lips together, silently staring at the man who had turned his face away from her. Her complexion was visibly pale.
