Ye Wuming angrily shouted: "It's supposed to be a challenge, but you two mutts are ganging up on me, what kind of challenge is that!"
Piaomiao leisurely replied: "We fought Luo Chuan side by side, why can't we do the same to you? You are our enemy, or have you lost count of that?"
Ye Wuming: "You..."
The words seem reasonable... but why do they feel so wrong?
Earlier, what I imagined was a conquest... no, why would I think about being conquered by him!
Ye Wuming struggled forcefully: "Zhao Changhe! Do you think so too!"
Zhao Changhe gave a faint smile: "What else? Do we have any other tacit understanding?"
"I..." Ye Wuming faltered. Surely, I won't say I thought our understanding was you facing me alone with the Dragon Sparrow at my throat, giving me a step down. I haven't even figured it out.
Zhao Changhe lowered his head, gazing into her eyes from a close distance: "Why did you hold back your elbow just now?"
