Red eyes. Sharp fangs. Part one.

"It can't be. I only slept for one whole day. Brother Xue, did you accidentally hit your head?" Longwei asked laughing.

Grabbing the sword, Baofeng-Xue wanted to express his displeasure when suddenly someone said, "He's right. You slept for two whole months. Longwei, and I thought that you were not so lazy. And you spent two whole months sleeping."

"Can not be." Grabbing Baofeng-Xue's hand, it took Longwei a while to realize whose voice it was. "How dare you come here?!" snatching the sword from the hands of brother Xue, Longwei unceremoniously struck a blow and, as always, he did not miss his target. Leaving a deep scar on Sun's hand with which he covered his face, Longwei, forgetting about his weak state, grabbed him by the throat and forcefully hit him against the wall. "How dare you come here! How!"

Gasping for breath, Sun showed his smile as always and said, "You're still very strong."