As the group ascended the stairs, the solemn and dignified statues around them made their movements involuntarily gentle, and even Feng Yuan lowered his voice a bit when speaking. Xiao Ji looked around curiously, feeling a bit strange amidst this serious setting, but not exactly uncomfortable.
The oppressive atmosphere made Xiao Ji's feathers cling tightly to its body, as it sidled closer to Feng Yuan. Xiao Ji cast a resentful glance at him, but Feng Yuan's attention was entirely absorbed by the decorations, oblivious to Xiao Ji's discomfort. Agunas, noticing Xiao Ji's unease, spoke up,
"Aren't you going to check on Xiao Ji? It seems unwell."
"Oh? Hey, it really is."
Turning his head and seeing Xiao Ji's stiff appearance, Feng Yuan instantly understood, picked it up, and started stroking its feathers as he said,
"You, if you're uncomfortable, just say so, but this place really is a bit too oppressive."
