Jin Mingxuan was standing the farthest away, yet he felt as if his eardrums were about to explode from Zhou Li's yelling.
He resisted the urge to clean his ears and seeing that Zhou Yi was still standing up front, he pulled on her sleeve to lead her away, "Hurry up, don't you want to avoid getting a scar?"
Jin Mingxuan pulled Zhou Yi next to Jin Muchen, "Here, help her."
He then turned back to Zhou Qingyu, bent over to get closer, his hot breath fanning her face, "Be careful, biting could mean a festering tongue, as could talking nonsense."
Zhou Li didn't understand his words and stepped forward to stop him, "What are you doing, don't bully your sister!"
"With the way she is, I can't be bothered to bully her." After saying this, he lazily turned and left, his footsteps so slow and nonchalant, carrying the whistle of the wind. This made him seem even more like a spoiled young master.
