Actions speak louder than words!
Lin Fei thought of this phrase, and he immediately sat down, allowing his mental state to settle.
As a mercenary, Lin Fei liked to sit quietly in one place alone, letting his heart calm down. In such moments, everything felt comfortable.
Of course, that state was when Lin Fei emerged from a killing frenzy, deeply oppressed with emotions. What he needed was a quiet world, making him feel particularly comfortable and fully relaxed.
But now?
After these few days, with the three Generals leading him on leisurely "sightseeing tours" for so many days, his mood was extremely relaxed. He couldn't calm himself down, and even if he could, he did not feel that powerful sense of energy around him—only the light breeze constantly ruffling his clothes, making him feel quite cool. It was way better than the wind from a fan indoors.
"Damn! How can I calm down thinking like this? I even thought of a fan."
