"Tsk," Yun Huan scoffed. His handsome face didn't lose out to Chen Che and his peach blossom eyes had a look of indifference like not a single thing or person could bother him. "So Master Che knows it too, huh?"
"Heh." Master Che wasn't used to Yun Huan's undemanding look and moved his handsome face closer to Yun Huan. "I merely separated you and that little guy; you don't have to give me this look. I was the one who watched you grow up. How could you have a change of heart just because a little guy showed up? You're so heartless."
Chen Che stared at Yun Huan in resentment and looked remarkably like a grumbling wife.
Yun Huan's lips twitched slightly, then he glanced at Chen Che in disdain.
Seeing that Yun Huan wasn't speaking, Chen Che pointed at the red spots on his face. "Look, this is all thanks to that little guy. Itchy powder from Tongji Hall - he's brutal. What if I'm disfigured, huh?"