Black Jack's handsome face darkened, he put down the chopsticks, lightly tapping the table with the tip of his finger.
He figured he had not seen these parasites for a while, they seemed more energetic than ever.
Jian Luo also lost his appetite. He glanced at Black Jack from the corner of his eye, a playful curve appearing on his thin lips.
"Black Jack, is there a fixed time for the elders' meeting?"
Black Jack looked at him, a hint of icy aloofness melting in his gaze, "Whenever you like, we can arrange it."
If he wanted to make a scene, so be it.
"..."
Aid looked at Black Jack's loving smile, twitched the corners of his mouth a bit.
The crusty old fools at the elders' meeting would probably croak if they heard his nonchalant attitude.
"Aren't you afraid I'll wear them out?" Jian Luo asked, teasing him.
