Library Pavilion.
In an open space, many scholars who had come out to eat were seated.
Dai Yao flipped through a book with one hand while eating the meal Feng Wutong had carefully prepared. Whenever he reached a brilliant passage, he would even stop and ponder it with complete focus.
Whenever that happened, Feng Wutong beside him would gently pick out some of Dai Yao's favorite foods and place them in his bowl. If Dai Yao became too absorbed and forgot to eat, she would even personally feed him... That virtuous, maid-like appearance left Young Master Li and the others staring in a daze.
"Young Master Li, are we still going to make a move?"
The skinny man asked tentatively.
Clearly, Feng Wutong's whole heart was tied to Dai Yao. No matter what they did, they could not change her feelings.
Young Master Li watched Feng Wutong's behavior, his teeth grinding audibly, and said angrily:
"We move. Right now!"
Young Master Li took the lead, suddenly standing up and bringing the four or five lackeys behind him as they charged aggressively toward Dai Yao and Feng Wutong.
However, before they could get close, Feng Wutong blocked them. Her pair of phoenix-like eyes, carrying an authority that could not be looked at directly, swept lightly over them. Their originally confrontational momentum immediately fizzled out.
"What are you trying to do?"
Feng Wutong said coldly.
She knew this Young Master Li. Ever since she had joined Spirit Hall, he had been lingering around her.
She was also perfectly aware of what he had in mind. But she had clearly rejected these people very early on, and had even kept them at arm's length, trying to make them give up.
Yet she had not expected them to keep pestering her and refuse to