Xu Shanyue's silence was louder than applause.
She didn't leave the club immediately. No dramatic exit, no furious glances. Instead, she returned to her seat, crossed her legs, and said nothing.
But the energy changed.
Every eye in the room darted between her and Lin Feng, waiting for a fallout, a flare-up, a declaration.
Nothing came.
She just sat there.
Still. Elegant. Tense.
And that was more terrifying than rage.
System Prompt:
Alert: Queen of Ice has entered analysis mode.
— Facial emotion readout: 14% shaken, 6% impressed, 80% unreadable
— Probability of counterplay: 94% (non-violent)
— Probability of pettiness: Low. Shanyue doesn't do small moves.
P.S. You made her bleed face. Now she'll return the favor—beautifully wrapped in gift paper.
Meanwhile, Guo Yuwei leaned against the railing nearby, watching Lin Feng with the kind of curiosity that could either lead to business... or betrayal.
"You know, you've stirred up an entire ecosystem tonight," she said softly.