Jun Shang, you... you mustnât lose your mind a! You also mustnât go crazy and take your anger out on this subordinate a!
But to his surprise, after a few breaths, Di Ming Jue comes back to himself and he doesnât fly into a rage.
Instead, heâs expressionless. He says unhesitatingly, âNo, it is you who lost. Because the time is up.â
Xiao Baoâs little face immediately sinks, his voice cold, âItâs not!â
âIt is!â
The pair turns their heads and fiercely glare at Han Ye, âSay you, has the time ended or not?!â
Han Ye immediately quivers. He has a suffering expression as he stammers: âThis subordinate... I... I... I was too nervous at the last moments, and forgot... forgot to count the time!â
Facing the murderous gazes of the two, Han Ye just wants to curl himself up into a ball and find a hole to squeeze into.
But he really doesnât know!
In the end, when the little gongzi grabbed that vermilion jade, was it already a quarter of an hour or not?
Perhaps no one can be certain, and this will turn into a mystery for all eternity.
Di Ming Jue and Xiao Bao simultaneously turn their heads back, and glare at each other.
âItâs your loss!â
âYou lost!â
âThe time wasnât up yet!â
âIt was!â
âYouâre acting dumb, shameless!!â
âHumphâ!â
Han Ye has never seen their Jun Shang bickering and be so childish.
The two appears to be in a deadlock, and who knows when theyâll be able to resolve it.
He gulps his spit, âJun Shang, little gongzi, why not... why not treat it as a draw?â
Hearing Han Yeâs suggestion, the pair, one big and one small, both reveal hesitant expressions.
Xiao Bao opens his hands and looks at the vermilion jade in the middle of his palm. The refined features slightly pucker.
When he was arguing against Di Ming Jue, he seemed to be in the right, seemingly self-confident.
But Xiao Bao knows in his heart that he actually lost â he was given an unfair advantage in this challenge.
More than that, he feels that making this man never appear before him and his mother again... wonât make him happy either.
Xiao Bao scowls once again.
Heâs not reluctant to part ways with this lecher!
Just... just... he still saved niangqin after all.
So, should he admit defeat?
As niangqin said, a man must display strength and discipline by admitting wins and losses, success or failure.
But he really likes this piece of jade.
From the first moment that he saw this vermilion jade, he already felt a sense of familiarity and attachment.
Itâs like... like whenever he sees niangqin.
Xiao Bao wants to give this jade to her. He feels that, if niangqin gets this piece of vermilion jade, sheâll definitely be happy.
Unfortunately, he lost!
A loss is a loss, thereâs no reason to deny.
Xiao Baoâs small face is cold. He slowly hands the jade over in front Di Ming Jue, âReturn to you!â
But thereâs a visible reluctance in those huge eyes, vivid and unmistakable.
Di Ming Jue takes the jade and gently strokes it with his fingers.
He could see Xiao Baoâs lingering gaze, and his own face reveals a rare indecisive expression.
If it had been anything else, he would have given this little guy what he wants.
But this vermilion jade...
Di Ming Jue himself doesnât know where this piece of jade came from.
He only knows that after an incident five years ago, this jade had already appeared by his side.
The piece itself is not at all precious, even if it has those mysterious patterns.
Otherwise, it wouldnât have been possible for it to pass through the borders of the three realms, and brought down to the Yanwu Continent.
However, Di Ming Jue doesnât know why he had been bringing this jade with him for all these years.
Thereâs always an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
This vermilion jade should be very important to him.
But the longing expression in the little guyâs eyes is now making him hesitate.