This was bad. What should he do if he accidentally wiped out his own friend's entire family? Waiting online, urgent.
In the awkward silence, Ji Jue and Wen Wen stared at each other. One looked utterly bewildered, the other deeply conflicted; twice the hesitation, twice the words left unsaid. Ji Jue suddenly began to wonder, Had I already drunk too much? Otherwise, how could I be hearing something this absurd?
He desperately wanted to ask Wen Jie whether she was joking.
Unfortunately, she was not. That familiar profile still wore a complicated expression, but there was not the slightest trace of laughter or teasing in it.
"Wait, this is a little messy. Let me sort it out."
Ji Jue looked at her skeptically, scratching his head as he thought for ages before trying to confirm it again. "Those two who came yesterday were your relatives?"
"Mm."
Wen Wen picked up the whisky she had just opened again. She did not even add ice. After pouring herself a full glass and drinking it neat in one go, she tossed aside the glass and took up the bottle instead. "That Heart Pivot was my younger sister."
"Uh..."
Ji Jue scratched his chin and sighed from the bottom of his heart. "You really don't look alike."
"How don't we?"
"Your figures?" Ji Jue gestured in front of his own chest. "After all, hers is flat—"
Hey!
Wen Wen rolled her eyes and punched him without a second thought.
Luckily, she had held back. Otherwise, a casual punch from a Waste Ruins Transcendence would have been no different from getting hit by a freight truck. Ji Jue had nearly had his brains shaken smooth, and his vision went black.
"Stop joking around!"
Ji Jue sighed and rubbed his numb shoulder. "Wasn't I worried you'd