A Thousand Willing Ones Ten Thousand Willing Ones

"You, what do you mean?"

An Yun once again had a smile on his face, but that smile was so forced.

"Big Brother Xia, you're joking with me, right?"

"How could you not like me?"

"If you don't like me, why would you follow me all the way through the Flower Seeking Festival and help me refute those people who don't know what they're talking about?"

"If, if you really don't like me, why would you follow me aboard the official ship, and jump into the lake to save me without a care for your life?"

"Big Brother Xia, if you really don't like me, why are you still so good to me after knowing that my An clan is in trouble?"

"Big Brother Xia, you lied to me, right? Are you blaming me for not seeing you these past few months? No, it's not that I don't want to see you, it's because of the princess, it's because of the princess. "

"Xiao Yun!"

"Big Brother Xia, it's not —"

"Xiao Yun, listen to me, okay?"

An Yun covered his ears.