Nan Feng was speechless. "How come a culturally clueless crime boss like you has started talking like a poet?"
"Back in elementary school, I won first place in writing competitions across the whole school. It's just that I later strayed and joined the grey society," Tuoba Lie laughed with an air of hooliganism.
Nan Feng didn't want to continue this nonsensical conversation with him, so she said, "It's getting dark, I'm going back to my room to rest."
"Alright," Tuoba Lie, who usually insisted doggedly, surprisingly replied very promptly this time, "then you should head in quickly."
Nan Feng was somewhat puzzled, not knowing what he was up to, but since he was willing to let her go, she thought it best to take the opportunity to leave.
She went back to her room and bolted the door, then started to eat candied hawthorns, planning to make that her dinner.