Get Back Here!

Lan Jue quickly replied to his two brothers. Afterward, he stared for a moment on the next number on his list. His eyes narrowed.

Sensing something wasn’t right, Qianlin looked his way. “What is it? Are you alright?”

He smirked bitterly and shook his head. He hesitated, but after a moment ultimately dialed it in.

“Doooo… dooooo” The low ring sounded twice before someone answered.

“When the tournament’s over get your ass back here!” Click! One sentence and the connection was cut. Lan Jue just sat there in stunned silence for a moment. He shook just a little bit.

“Lan Jue, are you…” She swung around to stand in front of him, and took his hands in to hers. They were cold and clammy.

“It’s fine. Qianlin, after the tournament would you mind coming with me somewhere?” His tones were soft and secretive.

She didn’t hesitate. “Of course,” she answered with a nod.

He breathed a heavy sigh. They lapsed in to silence, with Lan Jue chewing his lip as long-ago memories flooded his mind.