Wei Ming swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and quietly left the room, closing the door behind him. He looked at Ji Qiutang standing at the doorway. The two t eyes; Ji Qiutang’s deep eyes were clear and indifferent, while Wei Ming hesitated slightly before averting his gaze like an angry child, yet with a hint of hatred and disgust, alongside a bit of grievance and contradiction.
Slightly turning his back to Ji Qiutang, Wei Ming answered his phone, "Fourth Brother."
"Is Jiu with you?"
Qin Zhan skipped the pleasantries with his younger brother who had faced life and death, directly pinpointing his aim. Wei Ming, who had ntally prepared himself to change the topic and chat with Qin Zhan, was suddenly at a loss, squatting on the ground feeling like crying but without tears.
Oh, Brother! I really don’t know whether to cry or laugh!
Finally, a call cos, and what you ask about is the new brother. You really prefer new to old, abandoning your eighth brother so quickly?!
But... rembering the terrifying mories dominated by his Fourth Brother back then, Wei Ming involuntarily shivered; it was terrifying, leaving shadows in his heart even now.
From that ti onward, he continued to be Qin Zhan’s Little Eight. Looking back, Wei Ming felt he was extraordinary!
"Um..." Wei Ming opened his mouth; although he didn’t want to listen to Ji Qiutang now, he felt Ji Qiutang’s words were very reasonable. Thinking about himself at the ti, and now thinking about Ji Qiutang, Wei Ming sat down, pondering how to reply.
Qin Zhan frowned, speaking coldly, "What’s the matter, is answering a question now so difficult? Speak! Is he there?"
With that stern tone, Wei Ming vividly recalled the scene where the fearso soldier king in military uniform, cold-faced and murderous, pointed a gun at him, his whole body stiffening, reflexively stood in military posture, "Report, Captain, I..."
Suddenly, a hand reached over and snatched the phone from Wei Ming, who blinked, looking at Ji Qiutang’s composed smile, he paused, feeling both irritated leaning against the wall, unsure if upset for almost revealing everything or because Ji Qiutang easily grabbed his phone.
Ji Qiutang looked at the phone, paused, then placed it to his ear, speaking with gentle elegance, "A Zhan, it’s Qiutian."
The voice on the other end paused for a mont, then a cold voice faintly erged, "Mm, t Little Eight?"
Ji Qiutang helplessly chuckled, "Yes, not talking to anyone now."
Qin Zhan’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, faintly responding with an "Mm."
Knowing Qin Zhan’s temperant, Ji Qiutang wasn’t bothered; however... Ji Qiutang chuckled lightly, "I didn’t expect to bump into our recognized ninth sibling on a trip to Qing City. Her temper rivals yours, her tendency to cause trouble is not to be underestimated."
Unexpectedly, Ji Qiutang had t Bi Xia, Qin Zhan’s voice softened slightly, "Mm, she has potential, very obedient."
"Obedient only in front of you," Ji Qiutang leaned against the wall, recalling his first two encounters with Bi Xia, laughed, "From the first eting she tricked us, the second ti saw her in the police station for hitting her father, still undaunted, doesn’t that remind you of yourself?"
"She was taken to the police station?" Qin Zhan frowned, "What happened?! Is she hurt?"
Ji Qiutang: ...So, is that the focus?
Helplessly shook his head, hearing Qin Zhan speaking again, "I recently sensed sothing was off, can’t reach her by phone, seems like you should all be with her."
Ji Qiutang felt Wei Ming’s gaze beside him, he paused, calmly stating, "Rest assured, her spiritual power is advancing, she’s temporarily unconscious. Once she recovers, I’ll have her call you back. Honestly, never seen you care for a younger sibling so much."
"...Because this one holds a dear place in my heart."
Listening to Qin Zhan’s words, Wei Ming shouted, "Fourth Brother, what about ! What about us!"
Qin Zhan replied calmly, "You are cared for in the barracks."
Wei Ming: ...Ha-ha!
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