"I apologise, I showed Young Master Chen an unsightly side of mine," Feng Ning said with a forceful smile while removing the last traces of tears with her index finger.
Not waiting for Yi Chen to answer, she immediately turned towards Feng Min, who was raising a ruckus and said sharply.
"Feng Min, don't trouble Brother Qin! Let's go and regroup with the others. They must be waiting for us." She said in a voice which had a much higher pitch than before.
"Yes…" Feng Min responded with a bitter expression as they began moving through the passage once again.
Yi Chen glanced towards Feng Ning, whose gaze was focused on the path ahead. Her plain forehead now had a few lines of creases on it, while her lips seemed tightly pursed.
Knowing that she was going through turmoil in her mind right now, Yi Chen felt like comforting her a little, but couldn't think of any words from his side that could release the tension on her face.
