"Help me over to a seat." The voice came from the man in the wheelchair. The words hung in the air, and Bai Yan was taken aback. Feng Jue was a man of peculiar habits—arrogant, impossibly cold. In the more than ten years he had known him, Bai Yan could count on one hand the number of kind words he’d heard from the man. And on top of that, Feng Jue was a severe germaphobe who never allowed stranger