Rong Qingqing saw all the elders coming, got anxious immediately, tugging at Shen Jue's arm, "Let go quickly, I'll let you hug me once we're back in the room."
"No way." Shen Jue refused flatly, "I don't want to let go now."
Reasoning wouldn't work, Rong Qingqing was so mad she bit Shen Jue's wrist, hoping he'd feel pain, retract his hand, and she'd be able to slip away.
But who knew, Shen Jue just frowned at her without loosening his grip.
"Are you letting go or not? If not, I'll really bite your hand off!" Rong Qingqing was furious.
"No, if I let go, you'll run away. My leg isn't good, I can't catch up." Shen Jue shook his head.
Rong Qingqing was both angry and helpless against Shen Jue.
"I won't run, I swear I won't run." Rong Qingqing asked Shen Jue, "Okay?"
"I don't believe a single word you say." Shen Jue scoffed at her, "Count how many times you've run away."
