Thump!
Ye Feng pressed his hand against Moon Chan Fairy. He could feel her heartbeat pounding faster and faster.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Moon Chan Fairy's heartbeat quickened, and her face had turned bright red. She swatted away Ye Feng's wicked, wandering hand and snapped, "What are you doing?"
"Your face is red," Ye Feng said.
"Shameless."
"Huh? You actually didn't hit me this time."
"What are you trying to say?"
"Whenever I did this before, even if I merely touched your hand, you would beat me up fiercely. You practically wanted to kill me. Yet this time, you didn't hit me. Moon Chan, tell me honestly—when did you fall for me?"
"I..."
Moon Chan Fairy was so angry that she nearly answered Ye Feng head-on and told him when she had fallen for him.
Moon Chan Fairy stopped herself in time.
Seeing Ye Feng's smug, grinning expression, Moon Chan Fairy felt both ashamed and furious. "Ye Feng, Guei Ye thinks highly of you. Watch your words and behavior."
"Fine."
Ye Feng put away his roguish, joking manner and asked, "Did you feel it?"
"What are you trying to say now?" Moon Chan Fairy shot back indignantly.
"The power of emotion just now," Ye Feng said.
"The power of emotion?"
"Yes. The power that surged from deep within your heart when you felt ashamed and angry just now. That power came from the depths of your soul. It is the embodiment of the Heart Way," Ye Feng said.
"You mean the power of anger is the power of the Heart Way?"
"Not entirely."
"Then why isn't it?" Moon Chan Fairy was nearly confused senseless by Ye Feng. No matter which ear she used to listen, she could not understand a word he said.
"The Dao is inherently profound and mysterious.