"Hey, I thought I had assaulted a woman, so I was seriously worried!"
"Regardless of gender, your actions are not something to be praised."
That was true.
Qiong Xing had been carried under one arm more times than he could count, and he had also been slapped hard enough to make him choke on several occasions.
Even so, the fact that they had accepted him like this meant more than anything.
"Eat more. Put on some meat!"
He had started sounding like a neighborhood aunt.
Rohen tried to stop him with an exasperated expression, but the training-loving old man showed no signs of stopping.
"You are so scrawny that I ended up misunderstanding you. Since you do not seem like you will get any taller, at least do something about the rest of you."
"Am I being indirectly insulted right now?"
Rohen apologized on his behalf, but Qiong Xing could not help feeling a bit drained by being told such things so directly.
