บท 659: Pride

Nobody knew when Han Wuxian had formed her habit of combing her hair as she could do it for almost a half day, fully concentrating on the task and enjoying it as if it were the only thing worth doing in the world.

Old Man Mu thought it was a very beautiful scene, but it was a little annoying to watch for too long. And he felt that he had been neglected. Strictly speaking, it was worse than neglect; he felt like he didn't even exist in the other side's eyes.

"Ahem." Old Man Mu wanted to grab Han Wuxian's attention. Seeing that his cough didn't work, he could only speak up. "It wasn't easy to see you. If the Dragon King hadn't woken up, those guys wouldn't have let me in. Actually, with our relationship… Hehe, they'd be jealous if they knew about our relationship."