If looks alone could kill, Lin Feng might have turned into an ice statue on the spot.
But he merely smiled faintly, unbothered.
"Of course," he replied calmly. "Please follow me, Mentor Huo Mian."
Without another word, Lin Feng turned and walked toward a private room within the stadium complex.
His steps were steady, neither hurried nor hesitant.
Huo Mian followed behind him, her back straight and chin slightly raised.
The students watched in silence as the two mentors disappeared into the private chamber, the tension between them lingering in the air like the calm before a storm.
"Will Mentor Lin Feng be okay? Wanwan is really worried about him," Su Wanwan asked, her voice trembling as tears threatened to spill down her cheeks.
Her small hands twisted together nervously, and her big, innocent eyes were glistening with fear.
"Heh… don't worry about Mentor Lin Feng, Wanwan," Yuan Bao said with a teasing grin.
