The cold wind whistled by, causing the two to jump out of fright.
Bai Jue watched their reactions calmly, then chuckled.
"Why are you two reacting as if you've just seen a ghost?"
Their delay in reacting was a bit too slow, wasn't it?
Han Yue pointed towards the entrance, a hint of disbelief in his eyes, "Bai Jue, Jian Luo and Black Jack...they..."
When he came to this part, he clammed up as if someone had choked him.
Quan Mingxuan was also curious about this issue and watched Bai Jue with a puzzled face, waiting for his answer.
Both pairs of their eyes were shining with the sparks of gossip.
Bai Jue felt uncomfortable under their intense gazes and said, "It's just as you're imagining, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts."
"..."
Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue were dumbstruck again.
It seemed like the term 'childhood sweethearts' wasn't used in this way.
Was it their comprehension that was lacking, or was his Chinese taught by a PE teacher?
