Compared to the Iron Fortress, the Hunting Group's Hayajiro was vastly different inside as well.
The Iron Fortress at least retained some sense of everyday life, but the Hunting Group's Hayajiro contained nothing but a mechanical feel, giving off an exceptionally cold impression.
Led by Mumei, Fang Li entered the Hayajiro and walked through its dimly lit carriages, gradually making his way forward.
"..."
An unnaturally silent atmosphere pervaded the surroundings.
Along the way, Fang Li encountered quite a few Hunting Group warriors, but neither side exchanged so much as a greeting.
Even Mumei did not greet a single warrior during the journey. It was as though they were merely acquaintances who nodded to each other at work. She led Fang Li onward beneath the gazes of the warriors.
Naturally, Fang Li and Mumei did not speak to each other either.
After all, the two of them had had a minor conflict just last night, making the atmosphere somewhat stiff.
Under such circumstances, Fang Li had no intention of making things more awkward, so he simply let the silence continue.
Before long, the two finally arrived before a door.
"...We're here." Mumei stopped walking and spoke softly without turning around. "My brother is inside. Go in yourself."
Fang Li did not answer. He merely nodded, stepped forward, and placed his hand on the doorknob.
At that moment, Mumei hesitated for a while before involuntarily speaking up.
"Don't say anything annoying again." Mumei said sullenly, "For some reason, my brother seems to care about you. I don't know what he's thinking, but he isn't as kind as Lady Ayame. If you do something wrong, he'll punish you too."
Hearing that, Fang Li stopped what he was doing.
Slowly turning around, Fang Li looked at Mumei's somewhat childish face and said with