1218 I Will Take Responsibility (1/2)

Fei Yan completely ignored Qiao Chu and just held on to his nose furiously. He reached out a hand and grabbed a piece of Qiao Chu's clothes that had been cleaned to wipe off the nosebleed.

The instant the bright red blood was seen, Qiao Chu immediately exploded in rage!

”Your Old Grandmaster! Let go of my clothes! If you've got something against me, come straight at me instead!” He rushed right up and wanted to fight it out from Fei Yan's hands there and then. However….. Fei Yan pushed him back with just one hand.

Qiao Chu's heart was already crying a river…..

Under all that ruckus, Rong Ruo walked in slowly. When she came in, she immediately saw the two fighting with Fei Yan holding Qiao Chu back with one hand, but there wasn't the slightest bit of embarrassment or bashfulness upon her face.

Instead, it was the always wayward and wilful Fei Yan that turned bright red upon seeing Rong Ruo who let go of his hands and stood morosely quiet on one side, not daring to raise his eyes to look at her.

Rong Ruo on the other hand, leisurely and gracefully sat herself down upon a chair.

”Just got here?” Rong Ruo asked, looking at Jun Wu Xie.

Jun Wu Xie nodded.

”You should get some rest first. We'll all sit down and discuss about the things here slowly tonight.” Rong Ruo said with a smile.

”Alright.” Jun Wu Xie was not in a rush. Since she was already here in the Condor Country, and from the reactions of Rong Ruo and the others, things seemed to be going well here.

Jun Wu Xie went back to her room to rest. Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo looked at Qiao Chu who was crying tearlessly as he held the blood stained clothes in his hands and then turned to look at Fei Yan who was acting very strangely. The two of them had in a show of rapport, both chosen to remain silent, except for the glint of interest within their eyes that betrayed what they were feeling at that moment, while the two of them walked away shoulder to shoulder.

Rong Ruo had just walked out from the room when the coyly quiet Fei Yan suddenly went chasing after her.

”Little Ruo!”

Rong Ruo's steps slightly faltered and she turned to look at Fei Yan, but instead saw Fei Yan whose face was so red it looked like the colour of well cooked prawns. He was dressed in female clothes and standing there looking so ”bashful” in front of her, in the eyes of others, he looked every inch like a budding young girl in love.