The dark night, the cold night wind, and the pale moonlight all carried a hint of chilliness when they fell on the human body. Yi Tian and William stood face to face on the rooftop, their faces inexplicably enveloped in a shadow, making it impossible to discern their expressions. A calm atmosphere spread between them, lacking the tension of enemies meeting, yet still faintly exuding a hint of coldness.
The coolness spread as if even the air had frozen. The two just stood there quietly, facing each other without saying a word. It seemed like they were both brewing something or waiting for the other to speak. The cold atmosphere lingered between them for a long time. If there had been a third person present, they probably couldn't have endured the atmosphere and would have fled far away. But these two were no ordinary people and didn't feel much about such an atmosphere.
