Before Jian Luo could react, his collar was abruptly tugged backwards. He turned his head to meet the man's glowering face and unconsciously shrunk back.
Um, could he say that it was an accident?
Black Jack held Jian Luo tightly with one hand, his fingertips continuously wiping the side of his face where Bai Jue had playfully touched him. His azure eyes glinted dangerously.
"Bai, Jue!"
A sinister voice echoed, sending chills down Bai Jue's spine.
"Um, it was an accident, absolutely an accident."
While speaking, he continually sidled away, distancing himself from the conflict.
Black Jack's eyelids lifted, his piercing gaze fixing upon Bai Jue. He gritted his teeth and asked, "An accident?"
"Yes, yes." Bai Jue nodded frantically, "It was wholly an accident. All Jian Luo's fault, not mine."
Such successful passing of the blame, one might say.
Jian Luo bore a dark expression, shooting Bai Jue a sideways glare.
It's as if he didn't exist.
