"Senior Brother, who offended you?"
Just as Long Yan and the others returned to the courtyard, Zhuge Qianzhong stormed in, glaring at Long Yan with a face full of resentment.
"Humph, brat, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I won't let you off!"
Zhuge Qianzhong glared at Long Yan fiercely, then sat down on a stone bench nearby, seemingly making it clear: Give me an explanation, and I'll leave. It's up to you.
"Senior Brother, who upset you? Tell me, and I'll help you beat him up."
Long Yan pretended to be clueless.
He knew Zhuge Qianzhong's purpose as clearly as a mirror, but he just didn't want to expose it.
"Humph."
Zhuge Qianzhong snorted coldly, glancing at Long Yan, as if to say: You know very well.
Long Yan's expression didn't change; he stared back, as if to say: I know nothing.
Thus, the two began to stare each other down.
"Brat, you win!"
