Most Vulnerable

"Oh, oh yeah, I am…" Jin Jiuchi responded sluggishly, still reluctant to crack open his eyes. 

The ground beneath him felt cool, while the crackling fire nearby provided sufficient warmth to his skin, making the bones in his entire body felt soft. The only downside was the intense and relentless pounding on his skull which seemed as if someone had cracked his head open before grinding his brain into a mess of bloody pulp. He couldn't help but clutch his head, all the while moaning and groaning pitifully, "Ouch, my head… it's killing me! Nian'er, did you whack my head when I was asleep??"

Shen Nianzu, who was shot even when lying down, shot a scathing glare at the unreasonable husky. "Do you want me to whack you right here and now?" he bared his teeth in a threatening gesture, though his laid-back stance and the sparkling luster in his eyes betrayed the joy and relief he was feeling within.