Upon Feng Wujue's reminder, Jun Ruye and Feng Muqing finally turned their attention to that bothersome hand. Jun Ruye felt a sudden jolt in his heart and quickly let go.

Patriarch Feng's gaze was so intense, as if he wished to chop off that very hand.

Seeing Jun Ruye act sensibly, the anger in Feng Wujue's heart slowly dissipated. He looked up at Feng Muqing with a gentle tone, "Qingqing, it's the middle of the night. It's not appropriate for just the two of ...