Su Qian: ???
Brother?
Who is brother?
Come out!
Let's have a one-on-one!
The young boy who had promised to listen well to his master and senior brother after returning, clasped his own cheeks—sore from being rubbed—and his head, still buzzing from being knocked, finally stood up.
He followed Tang Jin with his head lowered and eyes following suit, but he couldn't help saying,
"But I miss my senior sister."
"I'm not saying I won't come back to see you, and besides, you insisted on coming—could your senior brother really stop you? When the time comes, I'll come with you."
Tang Jin remained very calm, not fooled by the pitiful act of this person.
"But sneaking out to play truant and getting hurt after encountering this kind of thing is not okay."
Little Bun was still holding her horsetail whisk, slightly lifting her little chin up.
The person she was protecting was not to be touched by others, not even a single hair.
"You have no idea how worried I was about you."
