"Are you alright, Miss Tang?" Lin Feng asked with a hint of concern in his voice.
Although he knew Tang Aining had just used some kind of divination technique on him.
He could have easily known exactly what she had seen, but he disdained peeking into such small details.
From the sudden change in her aura, however, it was obvious that the experience had shaken her quite deeply.
In truth, Tang Aining had been rather fortunate.
Lin Feng had allowed her inspection only because she carried no ill intent and, more importantly, because she was a stunning beauty in his eyes.
If someone else had dared to pry into his fate so recklessly, the backlash from the heavens alone would have been enough to make their eyes bleed or even shatter their soul.
Lin Feng might be powerful, but he also had a particular weakness.
He had always been softhearted toward beautiful women.
And he was not ashamed to admit that.
"I… I'm fine," Tang Aining replied after a brief pause.
