"How did you get here, Young Master Lei?"
Xiao Yan looked at Lei Dong standing before him in astonishment. Lei Dong curled his lip and shot Xiao Yan an irritated glare.
"What? Does your family own this land? Am I not allowed to come?" Lei Dong planted one hand on his hip, looking exceptionally arrogant. "Get this straight: if it weren't for me just now, there'd already be a hole in your chest."
"..."
Xiao Yan's azure eyes flickered uncertainly. After a long time, he smiled faintly, his gaze toward Lei Dong full of gentleness.
"Thank you."
Indeed, even without Lei Dong's intervention, Xiao Yan had his own means of avoiding Hun Miesheng's sneak attack.
But Lei Dong had clearly come to help him. There was no point in deliberately making an issue out of it.
Lei Dong was suddenly stunned by Xiao Yan's straightforward thanks. He had expected Xiao Yan to snap back at him. When he saw the gentleness in Xiao Yan's eyes, Lei Dong's heart tightened slightly. He abruptly turned his head away with a cold snort, an imperceptible blush appearing on his face.
Damn it! It was only a simple word of thanks. Why is my heart beating so fast?
Before the two of them, Hun Miesheng looked at the suddenly appeared Lei Dong. His expression remained calm, yet traces of panic surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
This guy is Lei Dong of the Thunder Clan? Why did he follow them here? It wasn't in the plan Lord gave me!
How should I deal with this? Kill him or not?
In an instant, Hun Miesheng's thoughts raced wildly. His emotions, which had only just settled, once again became turbulent.
How could they not be turbulent? One wrong move, and he would be finished!
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