The Enchantress Of Medicine, With The Heaven Defying Child, And The Black Belly Father Chapter 152: Treat it as Draw?

Chapter 152: Treat it as Draw?

Jun Shang, you... you mustn’t lose your mind a! You also mustn’t go crazy and take your anger out on this subordinate a!

But to his surprise, after a few breaths, Di Ming Jue cos back to himself and he doesn’t fly into a rage.

Instead, he’s expressionless. He says unhesitatingly, “No, it is you who lost. Because the ti is up.”

Xiao Bao’s little face imdiately sinks, his voice cold, “It’s not!”

“It is!”

The pair turns their heads and fiercely glare at Han Ye, “Say you, has the ti ended or not?!”

Han Ye imdiately quivers. He has a suffering expression as he stamrs: “This subordinate... I... I... I was too nervous at the last monts, and forgot... forgot to count the ti!”

Facing the murderous gazes of the two, Han Ye just wants to curl himself up into a ball and find a hole to squeeze into.

But he really doesn’t know!

In the end, when the little gongzi grabbed that vermilion jade, was it already a quarter of an hour or not?

Perhaps no one can be certain, and this will turn into a mystery for all eternity.

Di Ming Jue and Xiao Bao simultaneously turn their heads back, and glare at each other.

“It’s your loss!”

“You lost!”

“The ti wasn’t up yet!”

“It was!”

“You’re acting dumb, shaless!!”

“Humph—!”

Han Ye has never seen their Jun Shang bickering and be so childish.

The two appears to be in a deadlock, and who knows when they’ll be able to resolve it.

He gulps his spit, “Jun Shang, little gongzi, why not... why not treat it as a draw?”

Hearing Han Ye’s suggestion, the pair, one big and one small, both reveal hesitant expressions.

Xiao Bao opens his hands and looks at the vermilion jade in the middle of his palm. The refined features slightly pucker.

When he was arguing against Di Ming Jue, he seed to be in the right, seemingly self-confident.

But Xiao Bao knows in his heart that he actually lost – he was given an unfair advantage in this challenge.

More than that, he feels that making this man never appear before him and his mother again... won’t make him happy either.

Xiao Bao scowls once again.

He’s not reluctant to part ways with this lecher!

Just... just... he still saved niangqin after all.

So, should he admit defeat?

As niangqin said, a man must display strength and discipline by admitting wins and losses, success or failure.

But he really likes this piece of jade.

From the first mont that he saw this vermilion jade, he already felt a sense of familiarity and attachnt.

It’s like... like whenever he sees niangqin.

Xiao Bao wants to give this jade to her. He feels that, if niangqin gets this piece of vermilion jade, she’ll definitely be happy.

Unfortunately, he lost!

A loss is a loss, there’s no reason to deny.

Xiao Bao’s small face is cold. He slowly hands the jade over in front Di Ming Jue, “Return to you!”

But there’s a visible reluctance in those huge eyes, vivid and unmistakable.

Di Ming Jue takes the jade and gently strokes it with his fingers.

He could see Xiao Bao’s lingering gaze, and his own face reveals a rare indecisive expression.

If it had been anything else, he would have given this little guy what he wants.

But this vermilion jade...

Di Ming Jue himself doesn’t know where this piece of jade ca from.

He only knows that after an incident five years ago, this jade had already appeared by his side.

The piece itself is not at all precious, even if it has those mysterious patterns.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible for it to pass through the borders of the three realms, and brought down to the Yanwu Continent.

However, Di Ming Jue doesn’t know why he had been bringing this jade with him for all these years.

There’s always an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

This vermilion jade should be very important to him.

But the longing expression in the little guy’s eyes is now making him hesitate.