Xuan Liu's face flushed red as he bellowed Yan Huo's name.
Yan Huo was in the middle of passionately giving it his all when a sudden tingling sensation crawled up the back of his neck. He not only heard his brother's shout but also sensed his Master's aura. A jolt shot through him, and he immediately pulled away. He knocked out his "sparring partner" with a single puff of breath and ran out, clad only in a bedsheet.
He was even more shocked to see the Black and White Impermanence standing there.
"Master, are these deadbeats causing you trouble?" he asked indignantly, one hand clutching the bedsheet to prevent an unfortunate slip, the other pointing at the Black and White Impermanence.
"You're the one in big trouble." Xuan Liu looked at him with utter exasperation. He stepped forward and gripped Yan Huo's shoulder. "Where did you put Lv Dong?"
