Zhan Hanjue saw Ye Ningwan and Feng Jiuzun chatting happily, and felt uneasy.
Even though last night in the cave, he and Ye Ningwan had made progress.
But...
Ye Ningwan hadn't given him a definitive answer, their relationship was still ambiguous.
This made him feel tormented inside, extremely uneasy.
However, he didn't dare confront them, since he currently had neither the standing nor position to do so.
He walked away, dispirited.
Unknowingly, he wandered to where the wounded were resting.
Seeing so many injured people, he didn't feel like staying there, so he found a quiet place to be alone.
"Zhan Hanjue."
Unexpectedly, although he thought there was no one else, someone was still there.
Zhan Hanjue was startled, hurriedly looking at the patient lying on the stretcher.
"It's you?"
Shuixian smirked, "Yes, it's me. Are you astonished by my current beauty?"
Shuixian was restless even lying in bed, using a small mirror to apply makeup.
