Beating Lin Fei In Alchemy

As the journey continued, Lin Xingya and Wang Jian were engrossed in conversation, their voices mingling with the rustle of the wind around them. Lin Fei, however, trailed behind, seething with suppressed anger.

 

'How dare she look at him like that?' Lin Fei fumed inwardly, his fists clenched at his sides. 'And Wang Jian, with that smug smile on his face...'

 

But despite his boiling resentment, Lin Fei held himself back. He knew this wasn't the time or place to let his emotions get the better of him.

 

Wang Jian, meanwhile, couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement at Lin Fei's restraint. He noted the simmering anger in Lin Fei's eyes, but the fact that he didn't dare to act on it just amused Wang Jian to not ends.

 

As they flew through the air, Lin Xingya and Wang Jian's conversation turned to a subject close to Lin Xingya's heart—the Imperial Sovereign Pellet.