"Commander Xia sure knows how to joke." The eighth Guardian spoke in a daze, not knowing how to reply to Xia qingchen's words.
what? " Xia qingchen seriously replied, " what joke am I making? "
Here it comes again!
The eighth Guardian bared his teeth and said,"commander Xia, do you understand your situation?" At a time like this, you're still watching the old people kneel and offer their heads?"
Xia qingchen flipped through the pages of his book and said nonchalantly, ""Me? I was assassinated by an old man and I'm the victim. What's wrong?"
The eighth Guardian rolled his eyes and said,'did I say that? I'm referring to your current situation!"
"Riding a Tiger and finding it hard to get off, who?" Xia qingchen shifted his gaze away and said, " you mean the old man? I'm sorry, but I've never thought of them as Tigers. They're just sick cats at best."
The eighth Guardian opened his mouth, but he could not say anything.
