When Jouyi saw Osul's face becoming more and more incensed, his heart sank. 'This is truly troublesome,' he worried.
This time, Jouyi was already thinking about subduing Osul if he made any moves. Although he would hurt the feelings of the Artisan, they were both a few hundred years old, and he would always have the chance to explain later.
When he saw Osul taking two steps towards Lin Yun with an ugly look on his face, he thought that he was about to harm him. But Osul stopped and frowned as he asked, "You can fix it?"
'What?' Jouyi had already moved forward to stop Osul, but he suddenly stiffened when he heard those words. As he looked at the two of them, his eyes were filled with unconcealed doubts.
'When did Osul become so self-restrained?'
