Zhu Wuneng gave them a thumbs-up. "Seventh Young Master, Eighth Young Master, you woke up at just the right time. Otherwise, that wolf-type soul master really might have gotten away."
Chen Shurui shook his head lightly, the corner of his mouth curving in a smile that was not quite a smile. "With all the noise from your fight, shaking heaven and earth, how would we dare slack off? Naturally, we had to put in some effort and hurry over for the excitement."
Chen Bin said with a half-smile, "Ba Jie, that flame of yours just now was even livelier than a bonfire party. You nearly roasted the two of us. If we hadn't sped up, our asses really would've caught fire."
The moment even the name Ba Jie came out, Zhu Wuneng shuddered out of nowhere.
He scratched his head awkwardly and stammered, "Uh, well, wasn't I just thinking of protecting you all? My hand was bound to be a little heavy."
Chen Shurui's smile deepened, though there was a hint of meaning hidden within it. "Your way of protecting people is certainly unique. I only hope you can change to a gentler method next time."
Chen Bin suddenly picked up the thread. "Could it be because at the last barbecue gathering, we ate too much and you didn't get enough?"
Zhu Wuneng: "..."
He put on an honest, simple face, smiled, and argued, "Wasn't I also trying to get rid of the trouble as quickly as possible?"
When Du Gu Fu heard that, he laughed heartily. "Haha, eating too much barbecue—Seventh Young Master, this bad joke of yours is pretty funny."
Chen Shurui shook his head lightly and said faintly, "If it were truly funny, then it could not be considered a bad joke."
Everyone could not help laughing.