Fifth World: Why Qie Xieling Can't Have A Sword
Qie Xieling didn't look for trouble but trouble definitely came looking for him in a rush. He had been sitting by the door in the lotus position looking like a toddler waiting for his mom to come out of the bathroom after leaving him outside. Only the heavens know how painful that wait was but what else could he do?
It had only been thirty minutes but to him, it felt like he had been waiting for hours. The feeling was sort of similar to a hangry person waiting for food. Ten minutes to them feels like an overnight train ride to a different city.
So when he heard noises coming from outside his wan expression drastically changed to a beaming smile. He thought his Shixiong was back for him so he stood up ready to complain like a disgruntled puppy. But as the sounds grew louder he realised something was wrong. It sounded more like someone was trying to break in rather than open the barrier the regular way.