The sunlight refracted, adding a touch of warmth to the room.
Chen Feng sat on the chair, a peaceful aura enveloping his face, as if this ray of sunlight had dispelled the coldness in his heart, making him seem less gloomy than usual.
"Master." Wei Xun walked up to Chen Feng and said respectfully.
"Sit down." Chen Feng said softly.
His calm face exuded a sharply defined cool handsomeness; deep dark eyes glimmered with a mysterious hue, resembling a cold spring that no one could fathom.
Wei Xun suddenly felt something strange. There was an obvious change in Chen Feng, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't describe it.
If one had to say, Chen Feng's previous presence was sharp and striking, like a cold blade that once unsheathed, there would inevitably be casualties, always making people feel incapable of approaching him. But now, the sharpness on him was completely hidden, as if he had become a different person, with no aura of killing intent at all.
