C63 The Duty of Protecting
Du Fei slid the freshly steeped tea across the table and fixed his gaze on Xue Lang, silent for a long stretch.
Xue Lang lifted the cup, took a sip, and catching Du Fei's intense stare, he chuckled, "Trying to gauge whether the director's efforts earlier were a success?"
A smile broke across Du Fei's face. "Xue Lang, how come I suddenly find you so inscrutable?"
Xue Lang raised his hands
