"Wake up, Yumiji. We have work to do," Ciel said, gently shaking Yumiji, who lay on the soft bed in her pajamas. "Their patience is wearing thin."
"Mmm... huh?" Yumiji opened her bleary eyes. Seeing Ciel and Heinkel already fully armed and ready for battle, she instantly snapped awake and sprang up from the bed. "What's going on? Someone launched a sneak attack?" Chen Yun's heart seemed to stop beating. She gripped Lin Yu's arm tightly. With his shirt off, Lin Yu's body was covered in strong muscles. Yet those shocking scars were hidden by the darkness of the tunnel.
"This duel is between you two. I only came to ask this classmate a few questions." Qin Hui stood with his hands behind his back, then turned to look at Ye Han.
After six waves of arrow rain, the cavalry battalion rode back to camp. Wang Xian hurriedly ordered people to treat the wounded. Watching his injured brothers wail without end, he could not help but feel that the future was bleak. The opportunity had passed—was there still any hope of accomplishing great things?
"You're leaving already?" That familiar yet maddening voice rang out in everyone's hearts again, so cold and sinister that it made their backs go numb.
With a bitter smile at the corner of my mouth, I could not help wondering whether I cared too much about other people's congratulations, to actually have the mind to worry about such things. Besides, they were all my good friends. It seemed there was no need for so much formality.
Lin Yu did not comfort her. He merely set down the now-empty bowl and gently wiped Qingqing's tears away bit by bit.
Yet they had not expected the four heirs to follow closely behind. Instead, they first took the direct