"When I get better, I'll give you a good beating."
Luo Yu was stunned when he heard this. How did he say this?
"I don't believe you. I've wronged a good man and deserved to be beaten. Don't show mercy when the time comes. I can bear it."
Yun Qiong held Luo Yu's hand and smiled.
However, there was determination and unchangeability in those eyes.
Luo Yu understood immediately, smiled and said: "It's okay, sister didn't know me at that time. If it were me, I would be suspicious."
"Any merit must be rewarded, and any fault must be punished. Yu'er, if you dislike my sister, I don't want to beat you. I will go to hell by myself."
Luo Yu was immediately speechless, this Yun Qiong's temperament...
"It's good to be responsible." Luo Yu was caught by Yun Qiong's words and before he could speak, Hai Mofeng's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Not far away, Hai Mofeng walked over holding Xiaoyin and Yun Shitian side by side.
"Little brat, you were not even born when I took on the responsibility. I need your praise."
Yun Qiong looked up and saw Hai Mofeng and Yun Shitian together. He thought they were some of Yun Shitian's friends or his new right-hand man or something, so he immediately laughed and cursed at Hai Mofeng.
Luo Yu suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and looked up at Yun Shitian.
Yun Shitian's face was expressionless, but his eyes trembled.
Yun Qiong has been resting in the house these days and has never seen Hai Mo Feng. This...
They didn't even dare to scold the young master of Poseidon Sect, but their sister did it easily.
"Well, sister, he..."
"How old are you?" Luo Yu had a bright face and was about to say something else, but Hai Mofeng, who was walking over, suddenly spoke lightly.
"Thirty-two." Yun Qiong is a cheerful person and doesn't mind his age at all.
"Twenty-seven." Hai Mofeng sat down calmly and said softly.
After the sound fell, there was a moment of silence.
Twenty-seven, he is no longer a little brat. Luo Yu was speechless for a moment and stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brow.
Yun Shitian sat down silently, wondering why Hai Mofeng, who was older than him, was so fussy sometimes.
"Still a child..."
"king."
Just when Yun Qiong came to his senses for a moment, he suddenly laughed. Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, Feng Wuxin suddenly rushed over from a distance.