Kapitel 108: Buds of A Marigold — III

As soon as Hu Lijing's words fell, a silence followed them as it settled between the like a sheer blanket that was rather flimsy.

Suddenly, Li Xinyuan had lost some of his glum mood, the clouds of gloom that floated around him dispersed as he slowly covered his eyes with one hand and tipped his head back, a smile on his face. A slow and deep chuckle bubbled up his throat as his shoulders shook, long curtains of raven locks flowed down his back, pooling around his waist as he let out a laughter.

The sound of it resonated in the wild, the reverberation of it spreading through as the surgeon laughed and laughed and laughed…

Until he collapsed on the forest floor once more, shaking as he pressed his hand on his eyes, his throat bobbing up and down as he swallowed thickly.