Shen Juncheng simply said, "Maoming, I have my boundaries."
Du Maoming guessed what his senior brother was going to do, couldn't help but feel a twinge, and reminded, "Then mind the time."
"Don't worry." Leng Moyan is punctual as promised, known to all in the martial world.
Du Maoming didn't say much more, yawned, and went back.
Shen Juncheng added, "During the two days I'm not around, keep an eye out."
Du Maoming waved his hand, "Don't worry, I've got people keeping a good watch for you."
He urged, "Let's go, hurry up."
What hour is it that you still feel compelled to go back? Truly, a gentle abode is a hero's tomb.
"Hmm, thank you."
Du Maoming clicked his tongue, turned around, suddenly remembered something, quickly called out to his senior brother, "Remember, you can't share a room yet."
Shen Juncheng rarely blushed, "What are you thinking?"
Du Maoming was earnest, "I'm being serious, senior brother."
