When did he fully mature?
In an instant, a soft feather seemed to gently brush against the depths of Xue Qing's heart, stirring a faint itch.
The feeling was startlingly abrupt, yet unmistakably clear, disturbing her peace, as if an invisible hand was lightly stirring the tranquil depths of her heart.
Ripples began to spread uncontrollably, carrying a sense of unfamiliarity, causing her a slight flutter of anxiety.
Xue Qing instinctively resisted this strange feeling, quickly withdrawing her gaze, lowering her head further until it almost dipped into her bowl.
Chu Zheng noticed Xue Qing's lowered eyelids and evasive gaze, hesitating for a moment as he sensed something amiss.
Xue Qing was asking him if, beyond borrowing resources and observing Zheng Ping's aptitude, there was anything else he wanted to say or do?
In a flash, Chu Zheng felt as if a lightning pool appeared before him, filled with world-ending storms, taking another step would lead to his destruction.
