C1080 Ziley and Card Questioned Him

Ye Xiaofeng gazed at Ayrs, a subtle smile gracing his features. Without posing any questions, he simply closed his eyes and resumed his cultivation.

Ayrs, no longer able to meet Ye Xiaofeng's gaze, dabbed at the sweat on his cheeks and cast his eyes toward the door.

The night was ink-black, the luminous moon suspended in the deep blue of the night sky