Xiao Chen dried her hair before the two of them went to dine.
"Master Chen, Qiu Jun was already on guard," Feng Ye said through a mouthful of bread, his words muffled and somewhat relieved, "Thank goodness it rained last night."
Last night, they had led a team to launch a surprise attack to intimidate Qiu Jun but found his defenses to be formidable. They had to abandon the plan, but unexpectedly, a torrential downpour began.
It was as if even the heavens were on their side.
The heavy rain completely masked the sound of their footsteps, and the impaired visibility helped them infiltrate successfully and demolish one of his bases.
They gathered around a large square table to eat breakfast.
Feng Ye sneakily glanced at Yun Yue's expression, which had calmed down significantly since yesterday, but her eyes and brows still emanated a chilling coldness that dissuaded him from speaking.
Yet, he couldn't suppress his curiosity about what exactly she had sent Mo Fan to do.