Chapter 42: Form Of Those Lines
Without further words nor explanation, the group arrived back at the tavern in pursuit of their Leader's back.
They all filed into Xiao Fanyu's room in silence under the pressuring aura emitted from the young man.
Quietness filled the whole chamber as everyone stood to the side unable to figure out what to do.
The room is the same as it had been before, without the discarded sheets of yesternight.
Although the young lady had imagined there to be a slight scent of muskiness that permeated the air. It was only a figment of her imagination affected by the sudden remembrance of last night's heat.
Clean air has already replaced the heavy stench of sweat and viscous liquids along dirty sheets.
Placing the young lady on the bed in gentle movements to ensure her comfort, the youth kneeled with a clean cloth and bandages in hand.