Summer Storm

The veiled man was seemingly looking at Feng Yi as the front part of the veil covering his face was turned towards her.

"Hmm, this is slightly troublesome... should I-...? ...!!!"

He still spoke in a calm voice, but now with a troubled tone, as it seemed that him being recognized by Feng Yi was a problem.

But as soon as he raised his hand, still in slight hesitation over whether to act, he froze in place as a sharp sense enveloped him, as if a sword was pointed in between his eyebrows.

His head turned slightly to the distant Fantian Kingdom's capital, in the direction Feng Yi recognized as the mansion, and her lips slightly curled up.

'Heh, I guess Sister Ling didn't joke around when she said that as long as I am within visible distance of the city her sword would reach anyone who tries to harm me'

She slightly wryly chuckled, as her laughter at the time Ye Ling told her that came to her mind.