Lin Qing saw Tian Yueqin suddenly appear in the wardrobe, and his expression couldn't help but become astonished.
"What is this girl up to?"
How could she be hiding in the wardrobe of his own room, this... was a bit difficult to explain.
Li Qing took a deep breath, his qi sinking to Dantian, slowly terminating the circulation of his Undying Technique, then got up to adjust to the gradually subsiding pain, and walked over to the wardrobe, "Yue Qin, about this... I think you owe me an explanation, otherwise I'd be unable to clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River."
"Brother Qingzi, why did you stop?" Tian Yue'e turned her head and asked.
Li Qing shrugged his shoulders, looking at Tian Yueqin who was curled up inside like a little cat, and said, "Given the circumstances, do you think I could just not stop? If I didn't do anything, wouldn't you kill me?"
"That wouldn't happen," Tian Yue'e said lightly, although her complexion was clearly not looking too good.
