"Indeed," Chi Yan nodded.
In just such a short time, Chang Ying, who was very afraid just a moment ago, now wanted to become sworn brothers with Lin Murong.
"So, Chang Ying, what injuries did you really sustain after all?" Lin Murong, after asking a series of questions, circled back to the original one.
Chang Ying: "..."
No getting around it, huh.
Chang Ying didn't want to answer and avoided it again.
Lin Murong looked at him and chuckled, "If you don't want to answer, you don't want to answer. I understand."
Understand what?
Chang Ying forced a smile.
How could he decently speak of getting hurt in that place?
Was he shameless?
Lin Murong might be shameless, but he had a sense of shame.
He really didn't want to answer that question.
Tired, just let everything perish.
Chang Ying wore a look of utter despair.
Seeing him like this, Lin Murong also considerately kept silent.
He couldn't poke a brother in the sore spot.
