How Could You Say That, Brother? I Care About You Most

In the dream, the crack in space grew larger and larger. That proved his efforts were working; he just needed to put in a little more force.

With that thought, Luo Ye swung his blade even harder. Countless cherry blossom petals flew forth. With a crack, light shone through the fissure, growing brighter and brighter.

When Luo Ye woke up, he still looked somewhat dazed. Having suddenly returned from the dream to reality, he needed a little time to adjust.

But he soon had no time to let his thoughts wander. Looking at the enlarged face that was nearly pressed against his nose, Luo Ye calmly asked, "What are you doing?"

After not seeing him for a while, had Hisoka become even more of a pervert? Had his hobby changed from fighting to scaring people?

Only then did Hisoka straighten up and answer with a grin, "I just wanted to see whether you were all right, Brother."

Luo Ye gave a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Then thank you for your concern."

What a joke. Who would believe Hisoka actually cared about his health? He was probably just trying to scare him!

"You're welcome." Hisoka replied with narrowed, smiling eyes, "As long as you're all right, Brother."

Luo Ye shot him a sidelong glance. "Wouldn't I be in trouble precisely because you're here?"

Seriously, did he have no idea what he was like? How could he have the nerve to say that?

"How could you say that, Brother? I'm the one who cares about you most." Hisoka wore a wounded, aggrieved expression that made the veins on Luo Ye's forehead throb.

Couldn't he just speak properly? What was with that white-lotus tone? Anyone who didn't know better would think Luo Ye had bullied him somehow!

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