At the dining table.
"Mom, Dad, I'm going back to my room." Chen Shouyi finished his meal quickly, put down his bowl, and got up to leave.
Chen Xingyue snorted inwardly and polished off the rest of her food in a few quick bites. "I'm done too."
Then she followed Chen Shouyi upstairs.
"That child!" Mother Chen said. "She's still upset!"
"You know our daughter. She's just sensitive. She'll be fine after a while!" Chen Dawei said with a chuckle.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Big Brother, open up. Hurry!" Chen Xingyue stood outside Chen Shouyi's bedroom, knocking incessantly. She scoffed, "You can hide for a while, but can you hide forever?"
Chen Shouyi, listening from behind the door, felt his heart tighten. She made it sound as though he, a dignified peak Martial Master, was afraid of her.
What did he have to be afraid of?
He just didn't want to argue with his little sister like a child.
That would make him look immature.
Chen Shouyi immediately opened the door and said irritably, "Chen Xingyue, explain yourself. When did I ever hide from you?"
"If you're not hiding, then why weren't you here this morning?" Chen Xingyue said with a sneer. They'd been bickering since they were little—who knew whom better? One look at her brother's backside and she knew what he was up to.
"You were the one who got up so late. What, was I supposed to wait for you to wake up? I'm a Martial Master now. I'm busy every day, all right?" Chen Shouyi shot back.
"I got up at five thirty!" Chen Xingyue was furious. If someone else were a Martial Master, she'd be both respectful and awed. But her own big brother was another matter. She just couldn't bring herself to respect or fear