Lin Feng's gaze sharpened, and clarity settled over him like a steady flame.
He knew exactly how he would handle what awaited him later.
Half an hour later, Lin Feng and Li Zhiyan finally stepped away from the humble household.
"Bye, Teacher Lin Feng! Wanwan will see you tomorrow morning!" Su Wanwan called out, waving energetically.
Her voice was full of innocence and unrestrained joy, like a little spark in a quiet evening.
Lin Feng gave a faint smile in return and waved back, his calm presence somehow grounding the chaotic energy of the household.
The two boarded the carriage shortly after.
Lin Feng remained silent, his expression unreadable, as though the world's turmoil and petty affairs held no sway over him.
Li Zhiyan stole glances at him, noticing the unshakable composure he carried like an invisible shield.
Every movement, every breath he took, radiated control and serenity.
Li Zhiyan did not speak.
