Yang Xiao has been through storms and stress all the way, always taking things from others. When has he ever had his treasures stolen? Once, the Mirror Ghost emptied his house, and in the end, it got its head blown off.
But Tong Han was different; she was a good brother. To be honest, even if she took a few treasures, Yang Xiao wouldn't pursue it. The problem was that she didn't even know if she could handle these things, which was Yang Xiao's biggest worry.
"After the sparring, did Tong Han show any signs of change?" Yang Xiao pursued further.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyu thought for a moment and replied, "Does a better appetite count?"
Yang Xiao: "..."
Considering his relationship with Tong Han, as long as her appetite didn't grow to the point where she could eat a person, it was not a big deal.
"Where is Tong Han now?" Yang Xiao lightly pinched his temples, feeling a headache coming on; none of them made it easy for him.
"In your room."
