Gu Chi struggled to squeeze out a smile more painful than constipation and said stiffly, "We're not acquaintances. I don't know him."
He did enjoy watching the drama and munching on gossip.
But that didn't mean he'd eat just any rotten melon.
Some melons were poisonous. One bite could be fatal.
Gu Chi tried to pull his sleeve free, but Qin Li was ironhearted and refused to let go. He even used Word Spirit to restrict Gu Chi's movements. That move was truly an eye-opener—like wiping your ass with a tiny knife. He lowered his voice. "Qin Gongsu!"
Qin Li was even more certain that something was off about the young man after seeing Gu Chi's reaction. He couldn't help asking, "Qi Yuanliang?"
Gu Chi wanted nothing more than to smack a Qi Shan effigy.
Why did these two have to drag an innocent bystander into their old scores?
He played dumb. "What Qi Yuanliang?"
"If he isn't Qi Yuanliang, why are you acting so strangely?"
Gu Chi was furious. He had every reason to suspect Qin Li was taking revenge because Gu Chi had just snatched the seed drill!
"Qin Gongsu, take a good look. How does that man's face resemble Qi Yuanliang at all? Once a snake bites you, you see snakes everywhere!" He used literary qi to break the restraint on his feet, while reaching for the sword at his waist with his other hand, ready to cut his sleeve free.
As the two tugged at each other, the young man—the center of attention—had already approached. He stared at them with a strange, complicated look, seemingly wondering when their relationship had become so good. The three of them stared at one another until the sound of a dragon's roar and a tiger's growl broke the silence.
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