Chapter 65 - 65
Without clearly seeing how he was attacked, Zhuzhi-Lang knelt onto the ground on one knee and coughed out a mouthful of blood. When he lifted his head again, there was another person on the bed. Luo Binghe had one arm wrapped around Shen Qingqiu and was currently glaring at him. First Zhuzhi-Lang was shocked, but then it quickly changed into a flash of realization. "You? Master Shen? You two!"
Shen Qingqiu buried his forehead into his palms. He didn't want to talk. Luo Binghe raised his other hand and made a clenching movement in the air. Several dark fingerprints appeared on Zhuzhi-Lang's throat as his body was abruptly hoisted up into the air.
Shen Qingqiu said, "Don't kill him. It'll cause no end of trouble. Moreover, things aren't what you're imagining..."
Luo Binghe's mouth was shut tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged as his hand folded closed. Zhuzhi-Lang's face slowly turned blue, but he still stubbornly didn't reveal any trace of pain.
At that moment, another voice came from outside.
"Peak Lord Shen, can I come in?"
Why was it so lively tonight?! Speak of the devil indeed, so many visitors!
The faces of the three people in the tent, with one person being choked while the others watched on, all darkened. Shen Qingqiu first pointed at Zhuzhi-Lang, who was being choked as he dangled in the air, before pointing at Luo Binghe. He made a slicing motion at his throat before crossing his arms into an 'X' shape, everything a complete mess. He didn't know if Luo Binghe understood or not because he shook his head before shaking it again. Under this kind of circumstance, of course, nobody would answer the person outside the door. After a second of silence, Tianlang-Jun said, "I'm coming in."
Just like his nephew—both were the type to ask before coming in anyway just for appearances!
As a result, when Tianlang-Jun came inside, what he saw was exactly this scene.
Zhuzhi-Lang and Shen Qingqiu tussled and rolled around on the bed, while the pile of blankets behind them was piled both high and messily. When they saw him come in, they both suddenly turned their heads, two pairs of eyes and two faces holding the same expression of fear, their paling skin intermingled with red blushes. Shen Qingqiu's upper half of his robe was still hooked around his elbows, leaving him half-undressed.