Chapter 258 Playing Dumb

The wooden door was ajar.

The light seeping through the crack fell on Tang Shaogong's cheek, where it was interrupted by the door latch, casting a serpent-head shadow that extended to the corner of his mouth, as if a venomous snake hissed its tongue.

In the severe cold of winter, Feng Yun's spine grew slightly chilled, and she subconsciously frowned.

"Thank you for your assistance," she said.

She stepped aside, "I will wait for the General here."

Tang Shaogong bowed slightly, his actions proper and beyond reproach.

A silence fell between them.

It was then that Feng Yun finally had the opportunity to study Tang Shaogong's face closely.

Tang Shaogong also looked at her, his face expressionless.

When the wind blew, the half-closed door swung open, bringing the two figures in the play of light and shadow into view.

Pei Jue was sitting behind a desk, motionless.