章 889: What Happens in the Snowfield... (3)

Darting another look at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu drew back her hand.

She ground her teeth and gave Jun Linyuan an aggrieved look.

Jun Linyuan also regretted scolding her, but he was too proud to apologize. He only went on treating Feng Wu's wound with a poker face.

For a moment, it was very quiet and… awkward.

"Thank you… for saving me." Feng Wu broke the silence.

Jun Linyuan darted a look at Feng Wu, but didn't say anything.

"Can you tell me how the others are doing? Are they alive? Are they in a safe place? And Yu Mingye…"

The crown prince had softened a little, but his gaze sharpened again at the mention of that name!

He looked ferocious!

Feng Wu flinched.

Stealing a glance at Jun Linyuan, Feng Wu murmured, "…And there you were, saying you've never considered him an equal match. Then don't flare up whenever his name is mentioned. It's like he killed your dad or something…"

The crown prince's face was even grimmer.