"Little Nan, where have you been these days!"
The gentle and cool eyes turned cold, with worry mixed with displeased reprimand, "Didn't I tell you to stay at the academy and not run around!"
"....." Xia Feng didn't quite transition, just now this woman was respectful of his Abyss Saint identity, yet subtly held a slight enmity.
Now her attitude suddenly changed, making Xia Feng frown for a moment, but he still held back without saying anything.
After all, he is this woman's brother right now, not suitable to do anything outside of this identity.
Seeing him lower his head in silence, Ke Yanqing's fine brows tightened further, "Answer me, why didn't you listen to your sister!"
"....." Xia Feng, helpless, had no choice but to pretend to be frightened, his cheeks suddenly buried back into the ink-washed Qing Shan, his body trembling.
"....." Ke Yanqing's whole body stiffened again, that vague discomfort once more lingered in her heart, always feeling something was off.
