
Carvings of dragons hugging the sun embedded in the wooden handle. Li Na realized, this was not hers. Must return.
The dagger smashed into the wooden door-crushing the wooden door. Shouts sounded.
Li na ran over, breaking down the already half dilapidated door.
As his eyes caught what was inside he was shocked. As if looking at a medusa, his body hardened and became stone.
Fortunately, only a picture. He blinked rapidly for a few seconds, thickening his face and flipping over. Walking stiffly towards the direction he came.
It was red like a red lily on her white face. He pretended to rub my nose and grumbled, "What a warm house, it obviously makes me sneeze and runny nose, it's cold."
Too bad, no matter how hard he convinced people not to look at the house by hardening his fake sneeze, the head inside the veil remained bent.
Okay, surrender. Let it.
Although the distance and some of the barriers in the form of wooden walls were blocking with all their heart, the holy brains of those people seemed to be too clever.
Some of them sighed, some looked away with reddened ears, and choked. Another case with Lin qingxuan who was still as calm as a dragonfly on the water.
Due to the dagger darting suddenly, the door being broken, and a beautiful girl catching sight of him, the people inside the 'Warm House' were jostling out to ask for trouble.
Men do not know what else to do but to bow their eyes.
One figure split the crowd of people with a face where the word 'Basic bully' was vividly painted. The clinking of the anklets sounded rather clear. Voice too. "What's the matter to the point of breaking down the door? Your eyes are wrong and think it's your grandmother's house? O girl?"
Li na choked, she put on an apologetic look. "It's not so, I'm, I'm sorry. I was too rash to not knock on the door first. But, my actions are reasonable."
The woman replied, "Then, say it."
"I was amazed by the temperament of those who were inside ... Uhh, m-they even continue regardless of anything outside. Because of that, I'm a little suspicious, but the more I come here I feel bad because it's bad to think. It's just that the dagger that came from your house made me feel bad about thinking myself bad."
"Dark? Miss, our 'Warm House' provides warmth, how can we keep sharp objects?"
Li na remained adamant, even though an imaginary sweat started to hang on his face. "Look, that doesn't mean you have a sharp weapon or how you think of me, I just think, could it be that someone hates your 'Warm House', and tries to make people look bad at 'This warm house of yours by making a defamation b-well? Do you have any rivals?"
How slippery that knife is. Careful, it'll slice. At first he wanted to be honest, but instead turned it around. However, it seemed, the pretext was somewhat unsuspicious.
"Rival? Keep in mind, here, our house-like home has only one."
You imbecile! This was an area under the rule of the Lin clan, houses like that where could there be many? Ouch.