Zhu Fei touched his chest and watched as Tang Mengyun's proud figure gradually faded away, his face filled with a bitter smile.
But beyond his wry smile, he also felt deeply moved.
He knew very well that with Tang Mengyun's usual proud temperament, if she didn't truly care about him immensely, she would never easily compromise on matters similar to that one.
As for her attitude toward him just now, it was probably due to some modesty inherent to a young lady, hence a minor punishment aimed at him.
Thinking of this, a smile slowly formed on the corners of Zhu Fei's mouth.
He slightly adjusted his emotions before turning and heading to the room that Tang Mengyun had pointed out to him earlier.
The room appeared rather simple, but it was very clean and tidy, and the layout was similar to that of a traditional training room, filled with an extremely rich spiritual energy.
Zhu Fei felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.
