C171 Extrapolating

Xuanniang's fingers drummed rhythmically on the table, the sound echoing brightly in the quiet dungeon, each tap deepening the furrow in Lee Si's brow.

Lee Si watched Xuanniang. He had met her yesterday, and aside from Nangong Han, she left the strongest impression on him. It was his first time seeing a woman remain so composed in the presence of so many bodies, not a hint of panic