Xiaoqiu watched their childish antics without daring to make a sound. When he heard Chi Yu calling him, he said meekly from the sidelines, "Aotian-ge, I'd love to help, but I can't."
"What good are you to me?!" Chi Yu snapped.
"How could he help you?" Xie Xiyi said unhurriedly. "He's one of mine."
Chi Yu could only soften his voice. "Senior Brother Xuanji, I was wrong. Please spare me this once. I'll repay you as your beast of burden in my next life. Senior Brother Xuanji-"
Xie Xiyi felt his ears itch, followed by the roots of his teeth. Chi Yu was still twisting and struggling beneath him, exposing his long, snowy-white neck and a section of his spine. A tiny red mole showed, shifting at the junction of his neck and back as he struggled, holding a strange allure.
I want to bite down. The thought flashed through Xie Xiyi's mind, making the smile abruptly disappear from his lips. His golden eyes flickered as he stared at Chi Yu.
Chi Yu was still pleading, "Senior Brother Xuanji, please, I won't dare do it again. Let me go, Senior Brother Xuanji, my dear senior brother, I was wrong..."
Suddenly losing interest in playing, Xie Xiyi got off Chi Yu and said, "Don't let it happen again."
He used the Dust-Cleansing Art to clean the front of his robes and his cheeks where Chi Yu had dirtied them, then turned and left.
Chi Yu sat up, panting. His hands were still tied behind his back with the hair tie, and he couldn't undo it himself. After all, it was a gift for the Crown Prince, naturally a spiritual treasure worth a fortune. Not only did it recognize its master, it could also serve as an Immortal-Binding Rope to bind people