Treat the Wounded Before Taking Revenge!

The pitch black pupils shrank as the light left Ling Yun's eyes. His icy gaze pierced ruthlessly like a blade frozen for a thousand years.

Observing Ling Yun with a pair of eyes as beautiful as the river, Qin Qiuyue kept silent with her back straight.

"What happened, big brother?" Concerned, Ning Lingyu sprang from her seat as well upon seeing Ling Yun's violent reaction.

"Nothing," Ling Yun regained his posture in a flash and smiled normally in order not to let his mother and sister worry unnecessarily.

"Mum, something urgent has come up. I need to return back to the city," Ling Yun said calmly, masking his actual feelings which had taken a complete one hundred and eighty degree turn.

"Do you want Mum to drive you?" Qin Qiuyue asked immediately.

"Thanks Mum, but there is no need. My friend is on his way to fetch me." Ling Yun resorted to a small white lie so that his mother and sister would not be implicated.