We are at our limit

'Why do I feel this way?' Zhao Liwei though in confusion. He stares at her intently and regardless where he looks at, the more he feels that his thoughts and feelings around Gao Lan Mei do not make sense.

'Is she a distant relative?' He thought to himself, which he also a stupid idea. Zhao Liwei will not ask further and just observe further.

After that, Wei Jiayi just stayed close to Gao Lan Mei as she continued to write her runes on a bunch of small stones.

Wei Jiayi is already acting like her personal guard instead of staying close to Zhao Liwei who just stands across them, arms over his chest as he leans on the wall, with closed eyes, like he is resting.

The only sound in the chamber is from the rocks that were thrown to the other corner after Gao Lan Mei had finished on them.

"Sister, are you almost done?" Ma Fei Hong asked, after a while through her firefly. "We are at our limit." Her voice sounding a little worried.