บท 82: Flaming Bird

"Hey boy, were you talking to me?" Jin Xiang's lips curled upwards.

"I hate people interrupting my meals," Lan Xuanyu replied seriously.

"So what?" Not only did Jin Xiang not give way, he even took a step forward on purpose like he was about to plaster himself onto Lan Xuanyu.

Lan Xuanyu turned sideways and wanted to go around Jin Xiang but he moved and blocked him once again.

Lan Xuanyu looked up and glanced at him. This time, he didn't speak and moved the tray to his left hand. He then raised his right hand and grabbed Jin Xiang.

Jin Xiang scoffed. He turned slightly and dodged Lan Xuanyu's right hand as he lowered his shoulder and knocked against his chest.