Ye Yunfeng obediently followed Feng Zhang away, leaving a bewildered crowd behind.
"What's going on? Why is the Lord Master being so harsh with Ye Yunfeng?"
"That kid probably got into trouble again, right? To make the Lord Master that angry, he's really something else, hehe!"
"Exactly! The Lord Master usually thinks so highly of him! Looks like something big is about to happen…"
Murong Ye listened to the surrounding gossip, and the anger simmering inside him finally subsided a little.
He shot one last look at their departing figures, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
...
Ye Yunfeng followed Feng Zhang all the way to his residence.
That was right—Feng Zhang lived at the Imperial College.
It was just a small, rather simple hut, with only enough room for him to sleep and work.
He spent most of his time here.
Ye Yunfeng stood dutifully to the side, keeping his head down and his gaze lowered.
