Too Bad—Ready to Glare Someone Down!
Right or wrong?
Ji Jue only felt his head buzzing, his vision going black: Right, wrong, wrong, right... which was it?!
For a moment, his movements became noticeably stiff. He carefully set Little An on the ground, circled around him several times, studied him closely, then tentatively asked:
"Are you... Little An?"
"Huh?"
Little An looked bewildered. Soon, as though he had realized something, a misty sheen rose in his eyes. "Brother Ji Jue, are you doubting me?"
"Ahem, well..." Ji Jue gave an awkward sigh. "There were incidents before, weren't there?"
"Don't worry, Brother Ji Jue!"
Little An gave a resolute assurance. Sword energy gleamed sharply at his fingertips, undisguised. "I'll protect you! With me here, no one can hurt you—not even my sister."
Seeing that pure sword energy, Ji Jue immediately let out a sigh of relief, though he still felt lingering fear.
The psychological trauma from before had been too severe. He had a constant feeling of trauma, leaving him deeply uneasy. He reached out and touched the Containing Form Mirror stored close against his body in his inner pocket.
"Don't worry. I have another way."
"Then how about we go straight to the restroom?"
Little An solemnly suggested.
"Uh..."
Ji Jue was stunned, freezing for an instant.
But immediately afterward, his vision blurred. Little An grabbed him and ran straight into the RV. Two clicks rang out as the door was locked, the curtains were drawn tight, and in the dim darkness, Ji Jue stood there blankly.
The entire process had taken less than three seconds.
Before he could even react, he was pushed into the restroom.
After a moment of shock, he couldn't help but realize that it really was the safest method. In any case, they were both