Lu Qing stood there, frozen with shock. His mind raced with confusion and a thousand unanswered questions, but Tu Rong had already vanished before he could speak. What in the world had just happened?
"OWWWWW!" Lu Sheng's sudden cry broke the silence as he shot up in bed, clutching his waist with an exaggerated look of pain. "What the hell? Why did you poke me with a needle?!" he bellowed, glaring at Lu Qing with a mix of confusion and accusation.
Lu Qing opened his mouth to respond but found himself at a loss. His brain was still reeling from the silent encounter with Tu Rong. Her last glare, that parting look, had carried a clear warning: "Don't you dare say a word about this to Senior Brother, or else..."
For some reason, the idea of crossing that little girl seemed like a very bad one. He gulped and shook his head. "I apologize, Young Master. You wouldn't wake up, so..." He let his words trail off, hoping Lu Sheng would fill in the blanks on his own.
