As he listened to Huo Wushuang speak without pause, Ye Qifeng's mood became somewhat complicated.
From the look in the other man's eyes, he could clearly sense jealousy and resentment.
Ye Qifeng could understand that.
After all, Huo Wushuang's feelings were obviously due to some dissatisfaction over his younger sister, Huo Wu, having fallen for Ye Qifeng.
Coupled with the difference in how Huo Wu treated the two of them, Huo Wushuang felt uncomfortable, jealous, and irritated.
That was only human nature, and Ye Qifeng could not blame Huo Wushuang for it.
Ye Qifeng had wanted to explain himself, but upon further thought, Huo Wu was Huo Wushuang's beloved little sister, while he had stolen her heart. He was indeed somewhat in the wrong.
So he said nothing.
Huo Wushuang also felt somewhat listless and likewise did not wish to say more.
For a moment, silence fell over the scene.
Then, both of them focused their gazes on Huo Wu's graceful figure.
As the herb's medicinal power was refined and absorbed, Huo Wu's spirit rapidly recovered.
Sensing the changes in Huo Wu, both Ye Qifeng and Huo Wushuang breathed sighs of relief.
Huo Wushuang in particular.
Unlike Ye Qifeng, he did not recognize the herb his sister Huo Wu had taken. Although Ye Qifeng had already explained its effects to him, he still harbored some doubts and worries.
Only now, when he clearly sensed that his sister's spirit was indeed rapidly recovering, did the weight in his heart finally lift completely.
After a long silence, Ye Qifeng looked at Huo Wushuang and suddenly spoke, asking:
"Brother Wushuang, there is something I may need to trouble you with."
Huo Wushuang was slightly startled. He withdrew his gaze from his sister and looked at Ye Qifeng, a trace of confusion appearing on