"Brother Feng..." Outside the door, Zhou Wei knocked on Zhou Feng's room's door, feeling puzzled, "Could it be that Brother Feng has been holed up in his room cultivating all day?"
After waiting for a while, the door made a creaking sound as it opened.
"Brother Feng, have you really been cultivating in your room all day?" Zhou Wei asked curiously, looking at Zhou Feng who had a weary face.
"Indeed, it's already so late! I didn't even realize it myself," Zhou Feng replied with a faint smile.
"But, Brother Feng, you look terribly pale, did something happen?" Zhou Wei said worriedly.
Zhou Feng could clearly feel that Zhou Wei genuinely cared for him from the bottom of his heart, but he could not reveal a bit about what had happened earlier. "It's nothing, just a slight mishap during cultivation, which is why it took so long."
