Not long after, Jun Linglong and Jun Zhangjian returned to where Jun Xiaoyao was located.
"Young Master, the Clear Heart Tea has been bought back." A hint of a smile appeared on Jun Linglong's slightly pale jade face.
"Hmm, alright..." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, then noticed something unusual about Jun Linglong and Jun Zhangjian.
He frowned slightly, got up, and walked to stand before Jun Linglong.
"Young Master?" Jun Linglong's expression froze, a bit uneasy.
Jun Xiaoyao lifted his hand and gently wiped away a faint trace of blood at the corner of Jun Linglong's lips.
This intimate gesture suddenly flushed Jun Linglong's face red.
"What happened?"
Jun Xiaoyao asked calmly.
It wasn't that he particularly liked Jun Linglong.
At least, Jun Linglong was one of his people.
Laying hands on Jun Linglong was a provocation against him.
"I'm sorry, Divine Son, I couldn't hold off that Jun Wanjie." Jun Zhangjian spoke apologetically.
"Explain clearly," Jun Xiaoyao said.