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If he needed medical attention, why hasn't he gone yet? Why the wait?

Feng Yuelan remained silent, lowered his head, and picked up the teacup from the table. He sipped the tea gently before setting the cup back down.

He stood, locking eyes with Han Yi as they faced off in silence.

Eventually, Feng Yuelan spoke.

"Han Jiuyuan, Han Yi, quite the name."

Han Yi let out a scoff at that