The sword was almost touching Xie Jue's face, only an inch away, but Xie Jue remained absolutely still. He was used to the sight of swords and was not frightened. Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps outside. "Brother Wang, we've found their tracks."
The government officials in the woodshed instantly scattered, leaving one after another. The maids outside breathed a sigh of relief and continued with their laundry, and the owner of the house grumbled after the officials left. Once the woodshed door was closed again, Fang Chuning lightly jumped down, landing steadily on the ground. He parted the dry straw and called softly, "Ting Feng…"
As the straw was moved away, the light from the room fell on Xie Jue's angry, bright eyes, which were both dark and shining. Fang Chuning was momentarily dazzled and stared at him in a daze.
So handsome!
How could someone look even more handsome when they're angry?
Xie Jue gritted his teeth and said, "What are you standing there for? Pull me out."
