บท 113: Relaxing

In his tent, Xiao Weimin frowned and his two wives subtly glanced at each other before Lin Mengmeng stepped forward.

"Brother Weimin, did something happen?" She asked but Xiao Weimin didn't answer.

Instead, his mind was focused on Zhu Huang and the couple sitting at the entrance of the hidden cave.

'In my previous life, no one was here when Mengmemg and I came to Black Turtle Ridge.' He thought.

'Why is that couple here? Why are they sitting at the entrance? What about Zhu Huang? Why did he change so much?'

Thinking of Zhu Huang, Xiao Weimin felt a headache.

He originally didn't want anything to do with the little double.

However, whether he wanted Zhu Huang or not, the person belonged it!

Recalling the provocative look in Zhu Huang's eyes as he leaned on the martial artist, Xiao Weimin felt a murderous rage.

'That martial artist and swordsman can't be kept.' He suddenly thought but soon shook his head.