"Awake, are you?" Li Zhōujūn chuckled.
"Mm." Feeling the warmth in Li Zhōujūn's arms, Murong Xue's face flushed faintly.
"Miss, don't be afraid! I'll rescue you in a moment!"
Seeing Murong Xue wake up, the young man said anxiously, "Why hasn't that tigress come out yet?"
"Uh..."
Murong Xue froze, somewhat confused by the situation.
Li Zhōujūn said helplessly, "I've become a flower thief."
"Pfft, hahaha." Murong Xue's laughter rang out like silver bells.
The next second, Li Zhōujūn tossed her out.
"I'm still injured, you know. Don't you understand how to cherish a beauty?" Murong Xue stabilized herself, blinked at Li Zhōujūn, and said.
Li Zhōujūn rolled his eyes at her. "With laughter like that, it seems you're not in much trouble after all."
"Uh..."
Murong Xue was rendered speechless. This guy is seriously blunt.
Meanwhile, after seeing Murong Xue wake up, the young man watched her flirt and bicker with that 'flower thief.'
For a moment, he stood rooted to the spot. Leaving felt wrong, but staying felt wrong too.
He had been busy for so long.
The clown was me all along?
It was obvious that the girl opposite him knew that 'flower thief'!
Thinking of this, the young man glanced at the 'flower thief' with envy. It's bad enough that he's so handsome—he even has such a beautiful woman accompanying him. I'm green with envy!
"Ahem, well, I've got something to do, so I'll be leaving first."
At this moment, the young man said awkwardly, turning around and preparing to make himself scarce.
The young man turned and left.
Li Zhōujūn did not stop him. He was merely a Golden Core Realm cultivator, and Li Zhōujūn could not be bothered to waste his breath. He tilted his head toward Murong Xue and said, "Why is it