Gongxi Yunqi took in Nan Fei's every move without saying a word, his heart feeling as though someone had pricked it with a needle—sharp, stabbing pain surged through him. Nan Fei was too stubborn, too strong-willed. Her eyes were already in a state of partial blindness, yet she refused to let him know.
Gongxi Yunqi sighed softly in his heart and leaned closer to Nan Fei, "What do you want to say?"
"It's not just David who's suspicious; the bigger issue is this town. Ever since we arrived, the atmosphere has been strange. Just now, when I was chatting with them, I realized the people here show absolutely no signs of fear or panic." Nan Fei lowered her voice, her previously crisp and melodious tone now slightly hoarse. Every syllable was like a tune dancing on the edge of his heart, stirring an uncontrollable mixture of joy, excitement, and rapid heartbeats in Gongxi Yunqi.
