"Give my arm a massage."
"Got it, your humble servant is on it now."
As soon as he lay down, she busily started massaging him, showing utmost care. He frowned, clearly in visible pain.
"Why are you going head-to-head with Ninth Uncle? You caused trouble, but he chipped in a lot of effort too."
"I know."
"Then why are you still sparring with him?"
"It's for fun."
"Fun? You scared Xiao Bai half to death! Poor Xiao Bai, it's supposed to be the Lion King, and you've left a deep scar on its fragile young soul."
Lu Qing chuckled, "Weren't you enjoying the show?"
"Well, as a spectator, I must keep my composure. Besides, you're accustomed to badgering Ninth Uncle, and I've gotten used to it too."
"It's for fun. Ninth Uncle is a respected opponent."
"Alright, as long as you're happy, just play around. So, does your hand still hurt?"
"Yes, it does."
"Serves you right! Trying to act all tough again, huh? Xiao Bai's so heavy, and you lifted it like you were a strongman?"
