C83 His Instinctive Alertness

The wind howled outside the window, rain pouring down in a relentless stream.

Inside the room, silence reigned. Huang Xinying sat quietly beside Ye Fann, her lips pursed in a pout, while Ye Fann was lost in deep contemplation, his brow furrowed. Grasping at the spark of insight in his mind, he strained his thoughts, searching for clarity. After some time, the pieces fell into place