Xue Hu answered: “No surname, name is Qi Ye, this year… um, just turned one thousand years old, home is in the Xuanbing Cave of the Snow Mountain.” I was overwhelmed, “Great heavens! Can people even live like this?!” I turned over, ready to jump out the window.
Qi Ye quickly flashed over, wrapping one arm around my waist and grabbing my arm, “Han’er, don’t do anything rash. If I did something wrong, you can hit me, right?”
Footsteps of panic came from outside the door, then the door was kicked open.
Xiao Chen Yue rushed in first, followed closely by Ling Yan and Ling Shuang. Qi Ye, in panic, gripped my hand tightly as I fell to the ground. He tried to catch me, but it was another failed attempt at heroics as his entire body ended up on top of mine.
Our cheeks flushed, the temperature around us dropped suddenly, cold like an air conditioner. We turned to see Xiao Chen Yue’s face, dark as ink; clearly, this was not the time to think about this.
Xiao Chen Yue, burning with rage, quickly threw a punch towards Qi Ye. Qi Ye seemed calm, but I was so nervous I wanted to push him away, yet I was powerless. Xiao Chen Yue’s fist was about to hit Qi Ye’s face.
I felt indignant on behalf of Qi Ye; how could someone hit another’s face? Doesn’t he know people live by their looks?! I shook my head; now was not the time for these thoughts! At that moment, Qi Ye gently lifted me up, dodging Xiao Chen Yue’s punch.
Xiao Chen Yue slammed on the brakes and immediately threw three throwing knives at us. My heart tightened; was he going to attack me too? Qi Ye leaped away, the knives embedding deeply into the wall, leaving only the handles visible. I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if those knives had hit me…
Cold sweat ran down my back.
I glanced beside me, seeing Ling Shuang drinking tea and Ling Yan eating a banana. Suddenly feeling confused, I roared, “Damn it! All of you, stop right now!!!”
