Mu's body jerked violently at the word "brother-in-law," his eyes filled with utter shame and despair.
Mu suddenly raised both hands and desperately clutched at his hair, his fingertips nearly digging into his scalp.
He let out a long, agonized howl.
"...Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
Mu's voice was full of collapse, his wail echoing through the hangar with indescribable pain.
He seemed thoroughly embarrassed, completely unable to bear Jiliang calling him that.
Watching Mu's miserable state as an outsider, Xia Ya felt an intense delight rise from the depths of his heart.
Seeing Mu clutch his head with both hands, he could not suppress his schadenfreude at all.
That guy Mu had actually dared to do nothing but knock him on the head, even flicking his forehead.
Xia Ya thought Mu was the most suitable person to receive Jiliang's "Punishment of Calling Mu Brother-in-Law." He deserved it.
A surge of wild joy erupted deep within him, as though a grand revenge was unfolding before his eyes.
Just keep suffering like that... Hahaha! Xia Ya laughed silently in his heart, the laughter brimming with malice and satisfaction.
"Xia Ya! Jiliang!"
Just as Xia Ya watched Mu endure Jiliang's successive "pursuit," immersed in the pleasure of revenge, a crisp, urgent voice suddenly rang out from the entrance of the hangar, carrying an unmistakable urgency.
What is it? Mu. Are you okay, Mu? Still immersed in his glee, Xia Ya's gaze remained fixed on Mu's pained face as he instinctively thought this.
However, the voice calling for him and Jiliang in the hangar forced him to pull his attention away from Mu's suffering.
He turned around first and looked toward the source of the voice.
Hearing the call, Mu slowly released his hair. The bitter smile had not completely faded from his face, but his gaze