"Jun!" He finally found his voice.
"You don't have to shout. I can hear you. Well? Has Cheng Wei been bullying you?"
"He has! He's always bullying me! Jun, you have to avenge me! He even secretly threw away the letters I wrote to you because he was afraid I'd compete with him for your affection. He's just jealous—jealous that you like me more!" That tiny voice and those little expressions were the very picture of wounded innocence.
Only after it finished and turned around did it see... Why had Jun shrunk?! And why was she about the same size as it was? Had Jun changed her form specially to see it? Hahaha! As expected, it was the most important one in Jun's heart.
"...Why has your face suddenly gone so red?" Jun Zhaoying released the little fellow with an amused smile. Even after several hundred years apart, Little Zhaoxia still had no air of a senior. And Little A-Xu had addressed it so formally, too. He really was a polite child.
"Jun, I missed you so much! Do you have a secret realm Wushan gave you? Can you take me with you this time?"
Actually, she really... didn't.
Wushan was extraordinarily gifted at creating secret realms, and many of the Heaven-Shattering Sword Sect's Trial Secret Realms were his work. But... Jun Zhaoying couldn't help rubbing her nose. All right, she and that dragon did often make Wushan angry. Besides, the two of them were so powerful that Wushan might never have considered giving them a secret realm.
"You don't? He didn't even give you a secret realm! Wushan really isn't an honest fellow. Jun, we don't need to be friends with any of them!"
Jun Zhaoying nodded at once. "Exactly! You and I are the very best of friends