A hush fell over the courtyard.
The rain pattered down, drumming against the roof tiles. The air was damp and cold.
At that moment, Xu Meng finally understood why Qin Fang had come.
'...He's here to kill me!'
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the words caught in his throat.
'...If everything Qin Fang said is true, then my existence is indeed the greatest threat to Qin Fang and Zhou Xing.'
As the thought crossed his mind, his heart leaped with fear. The intense palpitation left him with a sudden, overwhelming thirst.
His face ashen, he walked over to the water vat, scooped out a large ladleful of water, and gulped it down.
But one ladleful did nothing to relieve his parched throat. His hands trembling slightly, he scooped out another large ladleful and continued to gulp it down.
Qin Fang watched him, a slight frown on his face.
'At a time like this, all he can think about is drinking water?'
