C65 Transaction

Xia Yi stood still, lightly rubbing the cheek that had taken a punch, and realized it didn't hurt at all. He looked up at Yan Hongyi, who seemed lost in thought, and repeated his question.

"Are you done?"

Yan Hongyi's throat bobbed, his mouth opened, but no words came out.

With a feigned sigh of regret, Xia Yi gazed at the bewildered young man before him with eyes full of sympathy