The battle had ended, and everyone returned to the villa's hall, drenched.
Ye Feng sat in his wheelchair, his clothes as dry as they had always been, his expression as calm and nonchalant as ever.
Xiao Chuanqi and his four comrades stood in a row, respectfully in front of Ye Feng.
Seeing them, Ye Feng chuckled disapprovingly, "What are you standing there for, looking dazed? Aren't you going to change into clean clothes quickly?"
Xia Lengchan was dumbfounded at his words and asked, "My lord, after such a serious incident, aren't you going to say anything?"
"Say something?"
Now it was Ye Feng's turn to be puzzled and he said, "What do you want me to say? Right, you all put up a brave fight in this battle, not bad at all."
Xia Lengchan could only smile foolishly, realizing that the man sitting before her didn't take this ambush to heart at all.