Hours slipped by as everyone was naturally curious about what happened to each other.
Stories poured out one after another, excitement filling the entire tent with questions and curiosity.
At the center, Fang Yuan sat there, answering everyone one by one patiently.
Then Lin Zhaoyue, who had been quietly sitting beside him the entire time, gently leaned her head against his shoulder.
Her fingers tightened slightly on his sleeve.
"…I'm sleepy," she murmured softly.
The voice wasn't loud. But it was enough as the noisy tent gradually quieted.
without anyone needing to say it out loud, everyone slowly understood.
"…We should rest."
"…Yeah."
They began to disperse, preparing to return to their respective tents. And then, almost at the same time, everyone seemed to arrive at the same thought.
"I'll sleep beside master tonight."
"No, Brother Shouge should stay with us tonight! Don't you know we're sworn brothers?"
