”Ning Cheng, let go! You
e hurting my wrist! ”

”Ive waited long enough, Bingwen! ”

I didn understand what he was doing. Why does he still call me by that silly nickname? We
e not kids anymore, we
e two grown men. Jinghua slams open two doors that lead into a master bedroom. Red curtains draped a bed meant for a couple. Jinghua let go of Bingwens wrist, sending him tripping over and landing onto the bed. Jinghua slams the door shut and locks it. For the first time in a while, Bingwen was afraid of Jinghua. He was confused and afraid.

”I thought you wouldve noticed by now. ” Jinghua moved closer to Bingwen, who backed away farther up the bed in fear. ”N-Noticed what? ” Jinghua had a dark grin on his face.

”It doesn matter. My father is finally dead. Im emperor now. Im the leader of the Ning clan. And do you know what that makes you, Bingwen? ” Jinghua got onto the bed, quickly grabbed Bingwen, and slammed his wrists down so he couldn move. ”Ning Cheng! This is ridiculous! We
e not children anymore so stop playing around! ” Bingwe

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