"It's nothing."
Luo Feng naturally wouldn't talk about the events that happened in the Red Ancient Wasteland that day.
Seeing that Luo Feng didn't wish to discuss it, Yan Feihua refrained from asking further, carefully observing Luo Feng.
His composed attitude made her feel a sense of goodwill. Most people stammered in front of her while traversing the world, whereas Luo Feng behaved appropriately with poise and courtesy, making it hard to dislike him.
Realizing she had been overthinking, Yan Feihua said, "Junior Brother, about what happened earlier, I hope you don't take it to heart."
Luo Feng shook his head, "I'm not that petty."
Being the only man in the Linglong Hall, it's understandable that others might think that way.
