As Xiane's gaze fell upon you upon entering the room, his expression twisted into a subtle sneer, revealing his disdain.

The book he held in his hands was slammed shut with a resounding bang, a moment of silence hung in the air as he relished the discomfort that flickered across your face.

"And what are you doing here?" His voice, though seemingly calm and measured, carried an undercurrent of contempt that couldn't be ignored.