Seeing Duan Shuyun, Mu Liuxi, Jiang Caiyan, and the others blocking the way behind him, Lin Heng immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong.
He had been thinking of slipping past them and making a run for it, only to be caught red-handed from both sides.
"Junior Brother, where are you rushing off to this time?!"
"(*′▽`) Yeah... it wasn't easy for you to come back. Come inside and talk with your Senior Sisters first."
Mu Liuxi stretched out her icy jade hand and kneaded Lin Heng's chin, holding his pig head in place just like that.
"( ｀0′) Clan Head... I can't go with you... I can't! I'll die!"
"Why would you die?"
"I'll... I'll die with my essence and vigor completely drained!" Lin Heng said weakly.
"Cut the crap, Junior Brother! What were you doing earlier?"
Good heavens, ten days... more than ten whole days without seeing him—longer even than Master's seven days.
Why hadn't he cried exhaustion then? Yet now he was saying he was about to keel over!
And so, with a bitter expression, Lin Heng was dragged and hauled back to Master's Happy Little Palace.
People said to open the skylight and speak plainly. What was with closing the doors?
Could it be they were afraid this Show-off would run away?
[Heh! It won't be so easy to catch me, the Show-off...!]
Lin Heng's gaze swept back and forth, as though he were plotting an escape plan to smash through the doors at the crucial moment.
Inside the hall, Meng Yutong stood with her hands crossed behind her back.
Her gaze was calm, carrying a trace of lifeless stillness as she stared at the Show-off being escorted over by his Senior Sisters.
"Big Senior, let go of him first!"
"Okay, Master. No problem, Master."
Duan