"..."
"Is there nothing else?"
"What else do you want? If there was anything else, my parents would never have a grandchild, and the Shangguan Family would have no descendants."
"I guess that's true..."
As soon as Qing Yi and the Drunkard walked into the hall, they saw those two at the staircase saying something.
Approaching, Qing Yi asked curiously, "You guys... Stair God?"
"Why are you copying the way I talk?" The one in white looked at Qing Yi who approached.
"Hmm? What?" Qing Yi seemed a bit confused.
"What are you sitting here for? Is Jun Moyan awake?" The Drunkard asked.
"We're saving your lives here, Young Master has already woken up," the one in white replied.
"Saving our lives? How? Did a zombie eat your brain last night? Want me to check it for you?" The Drunkard bent over with a smile and reached for the guy's head.
