"Uncle, be gentle," he said sucking in a cold breath of air. He regretted it now. He should have just gone to the upper deck and coaxed Luo Muchen. Though he might start a fight again at least it was much more bearable than when this old man did it.
"Why do you act so casual with the captain? Had you met him before?" asked Jie trying to get some information out of him.
Qie Xieling chuckled lowly before saying, "It's a secret." After he said that he felt the weight on his back come off. He looked up and Jie was standing up.
"Uncle, it still hurts," he complained but Jie ignored him. He exited the cabin to go wash his hands. While he was gone Qie Xieling sat up with a sigh. His muscles felt less stiff and he couldn't help but applaud the old man's magic hands.
He put on his t-shirt and lay back on the bed. Just then his calm stomach grumbled and he knew he had to eat something otherwise he would die from starvation.
