From the welcoming-battle-like skirmish that had just occurred to now, roughly more than half an hour had passed, but the ambient lighting seemed to have remained unchanged, still holding on to the last trace of brightness before dusk settled, sneaky and dull, involuntarily reminding people of the beginning of some eerie stories.
In this unsettling atmosphere
...
Chen Xiao, that son of a bitch, was humming a song~
You can't judge a book by its cover, but this saying did not apply to Chen Xiao at all. His singing perfectly matched his appearance. Moreover, after their repeated attempts at communication had failed, everyone had no choice but to press on with this "sawing wood" sound infiltrating their ears, turning their unease into annoyance.
Just as he went off-key for who-knows-how-many times, the red-haired lad finally couldn't bear it anymore, about to turn around with a face full of anger to stop Chen Xiao's fratricidal behavior when.
