Bai Jue clicked his tongue, "Look at how lovestruck you are, still acting all tough."
Annoyance flickered in Jian Luo's eyes, and he reached out to hit him.
"Hiss——"
He exerted too much force and forgot about the injury on his back.
Cold sweat broke out on Jian Luo's forehead, and his face grew even more pale.
Seeing this, Bai Jue stopped teasing him, hurriedly lifting his shirt to check his wound.
Thankfully, it was just strained a bit, the wound did not tear open.
"Ancestor, can you act like a patient for once, and stop moving around?"
"It's all your fault anyway." Jian Luo shot a glare at him.
Bai Jue raised his hands in a surrender gesture, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. It's me who's lovestruck, happy now?"
Jian Luo snorted, ignoring him.
"Go ahead and play hard to get. When Black Jack gets tired of waiting and finds another woman, I'd like to see who you are going to cry to." Bai Jue sneered.
Jian Luo, "Get lost!"
