"Oh no, this is terrible! If the kings find out, they will skin me alive and pull out my tendons! Why is my life so unfortunate?" The skinny man's tears started flowing freely again, like a pipe that had burst open.
"It's fine, they won't know," the young man scoffed, glancing at him disdainfully.
"Really? Oh, that's great news, Young Master, I'm so relieved!" The skinny man exclaimed happily, crying tears of joy instead.
"Let's go. We can talk more after we get back." The young man glanced in the direction of Ling Chuxi and the others briefly, then started walkingforward.
"Oh yes, Young Master, what did the things you said earlier mean?" The huge man suddenly asked curiously.
"What? I didn't say anything! You must have heard wrongly." The young man flushed and started walking faster. 'Those two couldn't have overheard me, right? It can't be!'
