"That's why I said…"
Jiang Xuyan said as if he had experienced it before, "Don't seek death just because you're very powerful… Ah!"
He cried out in pain, attracting everyone's attention.
The little girl who was bandaging Jiang Xuyan's wound was holding back her laughter as she apologized, "S-Sorry, Teacher Jiang. I didn't mean it."
"I know, you must be a fan of Qingyou." Jiang Xuyan waved his hand.
"How did you know?" The little girl was shocked.
Jiang Xuyan looked at her and then at his own wound. He asked jokingly, "What do you think?"
If she wasn't Song Qingyou's fan, how could she interrupt him when he was nagging?
"Pfft!" The little girl couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Then, she quickly tried to salvage the situation. "No, no, no. I'm not laughing at you, Teacher Jiang. I just think that your joke is really funny!"
Jiang Xuyan: →_→
