"Why have you only just arrived?"
The mournful voice, unguarded, blew into his ear, and even Lingxiao, battle-hardened as he was, shuddered as if struck by lightning.
Zuo Xiangning had been worried Lingxiao would come and couldn't sleep soundly.
Any slight noise outside would cause her to sit up at once.
But after getting up twice, she found no one had come in.
When the faintest sound came from outside for the third time, she sat up sleepy from the bed, but did not open her eyes.
Not until Lingxiao had extended more than half of his body through the bed curtains did she then slightly open her eyes, somewhat impatiently asking, "Why have you only just arrived?"
Lingxiao turned his head and glared at the large eyes only two inches from his own, retorting, "Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? What kind of practice are you doing sitting up here?"