No matter how rarely Wang Anfeng felt a seething rage that made her want to draw her sword and cleave Yuchi Jie's mouth in two, when they actually met face to face, she couldn't truly resort to violence, so for the time being, she simply couldn't be bothered with him. This left Yuchi Jie quite puzzled for a good while.
Yuchi Jie watched with wide eyes as Wang Anfeng came out to summon the inn's servant to clean up the broken cups and bowls, then returned to her room. His curiosity piqued, he thought for a moment and then decided to carefully peer through the crack in the door. Recognizing him as an important guest, and aware that they were colleagues, the servant did not dare to stop him, allowing Yuchi Jie to watch as he pleased.
