Going to Lan Clan Once More!

Lan Jing climbed into the carriage reluctantly, his stiff posture betraying the sheer terror coursing through him. 

He sat across from Feng Chen, his eyes darting nervously as if expecting the "Great Demon" to strike at any moment.

Feng Chen leaned back against the cushioned seat, his expression calm, but his piercing gaze was fixed on Lan Jing.

"Relax," Feng Chen said flatly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. 

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have waited this long. Of course, unless you betray me!"

Lan Jing swallowed hard, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

"I-I wasn't thinking that!" 

He stammered. After going through Feng Chen's lesson, betrayal was the last thing on his mind.

Feng Chen leaned back in his seat, his gaze never leaving Lan Jing. 

The atmosphere in the carriage grew tense, the faint rattle of the wheels against the cobblestone streets offering the only sound between them.