"You'd better not scare me! Just don't go running to Junior Sister and telling on me, and I'll be fine!" Du Bishu glanced toward the doorway. Seeing no one there, he finally relaxed a little and said to Wu Dayi and the others.
"Do I look like that kind of person?" Wu Dayi glared at him.
"You've pulled one over on me plenty of times, haven't you?" Du Bishu glared right back, entirely unfazed.
"Seriously, why do you always gang up on me?" Du Bishu couldn't make sense of it.
"We can't mess with Little Junior Brother, and Xiaofan's too honest—we just can't bring ourselves to do it. So that leaves you! Besides, before Little Junior Brother came up the mountain, weren't we always teasing you to pass the time? You were the youngest back then, after all," Wu Dayi said with a grin.
"What about Fifth Senior Brother? He's not much older than me."
"Fifth Senior Brother's off-limits now! Have you forgotten what's inside his left arm? We can barely keep him safe, let alone mess with him!"
Zhang Xiaofan found their banter amusing, and his troubles eased considerably. Sure enough, being around his fellow disciples made him feel safest and most at ease.
"Do you think seeing so many of us injured scared Junior Sister? Maybe that's why she suddenly became so sensible?" After they'd joked around for a while, Du Bishu turned to Wu Dayi and He Dazhi, asking with some concern.
Wu Dayi nodded. "It's possible! This is the first time I've seen so many of our Big Bamboo Peak disciples and our master injured and unconscious. Junior Sister must've been frightened. And Master's injuries really were horrifying."
"Yeah! I went to see him earlier and got quite a shock, too. By the way..." He Dazhi