Chapter 3: They Have All Become History
Chapter 3: They Have All Become History
In a civilized society, it shouldn’t always be about drawing swords and fighting.
It’s just not right.
Xu Qing had finally explained that it wasn’t poison, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The cola, knocked over impulsively, nearly sparked a bloody incident.
Judging by her reaction, she wasn’t kidding—what was half-believed before was now seventy percent true.
“Can you stop pulling out your sword at every turn…” Xu Qing stared at Jiang He’s sword and said, “I’m a... decent guy. Otherwise, would I care if you were left outside to die? Right?”
“You’ve scared Winter Melon.”
The fat cat shrank into a corner, licking its fur while casting sidelong glances at the two foolish humans.