"Sun Wuji, you bastard. Who told you to toss me like that?" Mei Yue'er bellowed in a fury.
"Aren't you fine?" He had decided not to talk back to Yue'er earlier, but he had just thrown her out of the swamp as roughly as possible. If she was still okay with that, then what was wrong with arguing back a bit?
"Hmph!! Well, yeah. But could you not be a bit gentler?"
A small chuckle came out before he replied: "I can but only to some people. You're not one of them, though."
They had been through a lot together, so he did not need to be so considerate towards Yue'er. As long as she was fine, all was good.
"I'm going to tell Lingxi about this." Yue'er did not let go of the matter.
"!!" Sun Wuji smiled wryly before changing the subject: "Sister Mei, ah. Can't you read the atmosphere?"
"Oh?" Yue'er raised her eyebrows.
"Take me out of this place."
