223 Morning Bustle

Vision of Xu Feng through Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang's eyes:

As the pre dawn hours lingered, a hint of light began to seep through the edges of the window blinds, casting a soft, ethereal glow into Xu Feng's chamber. In this delicate half light, Xu Feng's face, the contours of his features softened by the gentle, diffused light.

A sense of anticipation danced in his half awake gaze, a silent promise of the day ahead etched in the subtle curve of his morning expression. His face, bathed in the delicate luminescence filtering through the window, held a serene yet expectant charm.

(This is a lie, he didn't just wake up, he was brooding in bed for some time before he couldn't handle it anymore).

There was an innocence in his morning demeanor, an unspoken excitement veiled behind the sleepy smokescreen. His features, softened by the pre dawn's gentle embrace, exuded a quiet happiness that hinted at the day's possibilities yet to unfold.