"Tom!" Shui Yue'er cheered, pouncing into the seat beside Luo Yihe and wrapping her arms around one of his.
Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine, who had originally been sitting beside Luo Yihe, tactfully gave up his seat.
Seeing that Shui Yue'er was alone, Luo Yihe asked curiously, "Yue'er, are you here by yourself?"
Shui Yue'er nodded with a grin. "Yep. My little sister is more than enough on her own. I didn't have anything else to do, so I came straight to find you."
"That confident?" Luo Yihe asked in surprise.
"Of course. Bing'er is amazing. You'd better not underestimate her!"
"How amazing?"
"Just... very amazing!"
Luo Yihe: "..."
Damn it, wasn't she supposed to be lovestruck and spill everything, whether she should or not? Why was she playing Tai Chi with me instead? This really wasn't the authentic Douluo Continent.
"Miss Yue'er, Miss Yue'er!" A frail-looking youth dressed in lavish clothes came running over.
Shui Yue'er frowned in displeasure. "Prince Xue Beng, please call me by my full name. Don't address me so intimately. We aren't familiar."
Xue Beng ran over to Shui Yue'er. Seeing her hugging Luo Yihe's arm, he frowned and looked at the seat on her other side, where Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine sat. "Kid, I'm a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. Here are one thousand Gold Soul Coins. Give up your seat."
Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine ignored him and turned to look at Luo Yihe.
Luo Yihe nodded first, then gently shook his head.
After thinking for a moment, Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine folded his arms across his chest. "I listen to my brother!"
"Your brother? Who's your brother?" Xue Beng asked doubtfully.
Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine said nothing, merely staring intently at the Gold Soul Coins in Xue Beng's hand.
Xue Beng said impatiently,