Luo Li was still going on at length.
But Liu Chen suddenly came to a stop, then turned to look at Luo Li. Her reflection could even be seen in his dark, pitch-black eyes.
Seeing this, Luo Li stopped talking, but she still raised her head stubbornly to look at Liu Chen. Her gaze was firm, without the slightest wavering.
The air seemed to freeze. Meanwhile, Xu Huang, Zhao Qingshan, and Mu Fengyang looked nervous. They wanted to mediate between the two, yet had no idea how to begin. The Spiritual Academy Competition had only just started; if internal conflict arose now, it would be a huge problem.
Under the three men's anxious gazes, Liu Chen raised his long, well-defined hand. Even when she saw him raise it, Luo Li's eyes did not waver in the slightest. From beginning to end, she stared at him resolutely.
Is he going to hit me? Well, I did say such hurtful things... Luo Li thought sadly.
But...
Liu Chen's palm did not actually strike Luo Li's face. Once it neared her cheek, he merely dotingly pinched the soft flesh of her cheek and spoke in an exceptionally gentle voice:
"Alright, I'll listen to you in everything."
Xu Huang: ...
Zhao Qingshan: ...
Mu Fengyang: ...
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The three of them wore exceptionally complicated expressions.
What was this? Wholesale dog food?
Luo Li's face flushed red, and her heart began pounding faster against her will. The affection she felt for Liu Chen grew even stronger.
Was Liu Chen stupid? Of course not.
How could the son raised by Liu Xi and Qing Yan Jing possibly be a fool? It was simply that this pride was in his nature, deeply engraved into his bones.
The son of the strongest expert in the Great Thousand World!