"Jun Mo, you ambushed me..."
Lin Mu took a faceful of water as soon as he approached. Looking at the Little Daoist laughing with his head tilted back, he was certain he had been played.
"I added Long Heng as a friend, so... you'd better think about whether he'll beat you up when he gets back. He may be small, but he's still very strong."
Jun Mo smiled at Lin Mu's dumbfounded expression, then lowered his head and went on playing with Little Jiaoren.
He had already added Long Heng as a friend during their last snowball fight. If anything came up, he could just send a message.
He just hadn't expected Long Heng to have already been taken out to play all over the place right after the disaster ended.
"Tch, as if I couldn't beat a Little Dragon Cub. You really underestimate me!"
Lin Mu snorted twice, flatly refusing to admit he was afraid of the Little Dragon Cub's fists.
Still, he had never thought the Little Daoist and the Little Dragon Cub would actually get along. Was it just because youngsters had things in common?
"Lin Mu, the disaster's over. Aren't you going home yet?"
Ye Fei walked beneath the tree and sat down, holding Big Dog, who had burrowed into his arms. He stroked Big Dog's fur, soothing the highly competitive creature.
Looking at Lin Mu, who seemed to have no particular plans, Ye Fei reminded him that it was time to go home and check on things.
Even if he didn't want to return to the Lin Family, he should find somewhere nearby to settle down with Lin Xian. Staying at Ye Fei's place all the time wasn't appropriate either.
"I'll find somewhere for Lin Xian to stay first, then head back. There's no telling