Song Yu looked at Wen Zhongyuan, then at Mu Caisang, wanting to say something, but he didn't dare to speak out, simply because, at that moment, Wen Zhongyuan inspired an inner fear in him.
Wen Zhongyuan had always seemed to be all smiles and naturally cheerful, like a breath of spring, warm and friendly. However, he was now entirely different. Though he was not angry, the silent pressure in his cold gaze was immense, like a wild beast on the brink of rage, making it hard for others to breathe.
The scout who had come to deliver the message was already scared to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat on his forehead, worried that he might be killed by Wen Zhongyuan.
Mu Caisang had never seen Wen Zhongyuan like this before. She thought this must be what Wen Zhongyuan looked like when he was angry. She found it somewhat surprising; she didn't expect that this man, always calm and gentle, potentially the co-ruler of Xuan & Huang, could be this furious.