Gentle spoke up.
Her eyes roamed, and she sniffed the air, detecting no other presence around.
Si Ye said:
"Miss, it seems the Third Young Master is engaged in closed-door training in his room... I originally came to bring him food, but as soon as I touched the door, an intense cold hit me, and before I could exert pressure, a wave of inner strength threw me back."
Biancheng stepped forward to check Si Ye's pulse, discovering a trace of frost qi lingering inside him.
This frost qi was exceptionally tricky and refused to dissipate.
They looked at each other, while Chu Fan frowned deeply:
"Has he... always been like this?"
"Like what? Unfathomable?"
Biancheng chuckled:
"More than just unfathomable… Forget it, let me tell you about my experiences with him since we met."
Although they couldn't touch the door, the courtyard, besides being a bit cold, posed no danger.
So they simply entered the courtyard, ready to protect him if Chu Qing was indeed in closed-door training.
