Gu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'm not his fiancée," she said calmly, though there was a sharpness in her voice.
"There's no relationship between us."
The room went dead silent.
Everyone who had been laughing or chatting just a second ago stopped.
The quiet was so sudden and strange, it felt like the air itself had frozen.
Gu Jin blinked and looked around.
"…Why is everyone so quiet?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yun Qing didn't answer right away. Instead, she reached out and gently tugged on Gu Jin's sleeve.
"Gu Jin…" she whispered and then pointed toward the entrance.
Gu Jin followed her gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat.
At the large entrance to the hall stood Long Yifan.
He was wearing a clean, dark blue uniform with golden stripes along the shoulders—clearly marked as a captain.
His black hair was a little longer than before, gently brushing his collar, and his expression was calm, unreadable.
Standing behind him were four other people.
