"What, you guys actually have Legendary Tokens!"
"What, you're members of the Thief's House that recently stirred things up, Yellow Dog and White Fox!"
"What, he slapped Ying Le across the face?!"
Murong Hui grabbed Yan Qing's hands, her eyes shining: "Which hand did you use to slap? Did you wash your hands beforehand? Can I keep it as a souvenir?"
Yan Qing tugged a bit, but couldn't break free, as Murong Hui clung to his hands like a baby clinging to a milk bottle. Yan Qing ended up rubbing Murong Hui's face with both hands. She initially wanted to resist but suddenly gave up for some reason, allowing Yan Qing to rub, pinch, and tug without any resistance, being unusually obedient.
When Yan Qing let go, she let out a triumphant snort: "Hmph, I fell into a mud pit earlier and didn't wash my face. Now you've cleaned it for me!"
Yan Qing looked at Murong Hui's rosy face, thought for a moment, and asked, "How about I pat your backside and help clean that too?"
