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Zhao Feng wore his feelings on his face. How could Qin Li fail to see what was on his mind? He let out a somewhat rusty breath of white smoke. After years without a puff, these old cigarettes no longer tasted as they once had—much like his mood right now. "Da Yi thinks it's strange?"

Zhao Feng awkwardly scratched his cheek.

"It's just that whenever Gongsu brings that person up, he looks like he wants to bite off a chunk of him. You've been enemies for so many years, and then suddenly you tell me you used to be friends... I just—I can't really understand..." His surprise was perfectly reasonable.

Gongsu was a very slow-to-warm person.

To put it more bluntly, he kept everyone at a distance.

Qin Li had been born into a very high station. He was a royal scion and noble from birth. Though he had no claim to inherit the throne, his branch of the royal family had always supplied the clan's chief registrar, responsible for maintaining the royal lineage register and managing the royal household's affairs. They enjoyed great prestige and standing within the royal family.

Before the kingdom fell, the hardest years of his life had been the ones he spent practicing cultivation with his hair uncut. But "hard" was relative to his own circumstances. In other people's eyes, his life had still been comfortable and refined, without a care in the world. He had been born high above the clouds, a carefree young noble looking down on the mortal world.

How could someone like that so easily befriend others and open his heart to them?

Even Zhao Feng and the others had only truly been accepted by Qin Li after they fled together and shared hardships. But if they counted back, Qin Li