"You damn brat! I'm not staring at you! I think I just might have come up with a way to get us out of here!"
Wu TianLan's blush deepened into a plum shade as his eyes squinted. "You could have just said so instead of glaring at me! And I'm the crown prince of Wu! Who is a brat?"
Gah, this kid was infuriating! MingYu growled under his breath as he thought over the matter. Ye WeiRu's potion was supposed to make all his memories flood back. But if Wu TianLan's part of his soul had its separate consciousness, the only way for their memories to melt together was if their souls morphed into one whole entity.
