Your Majesty, you...you must not go crazy! Even if you go crazy, don't anger your subordinates!

However, what surprised him was that after a few breaths, Di Mingjue came to his senses but did not become angry.

Instead, his face was expressionless, but he said resolutely: "No, you are the one who loses. Because the time has come."

Xiaobao's little face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "Not here!"

"arrive!"

Both of them turned their heads and glared at Han Ye fiercely, "Tell me, has the time come yet?!"

Han Ye suddenly trembled, grimaced, and trembled: "Subordinate...I...I...at the last moment, I was too nervous, and forgot...forgot to time it!"

Facing the two men's murderous gazes, Han Ye just wanted to shrink into a ball and find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

But he really doesn’t know!

When the young master grabbed Zhu Yu, did the quarter of an hour pass or not?

This may become an eternal mystery that no one can determine anymore.

Di Mingjue and Xiaobao both turned back and stared at each other.

"You lost!"

"you lose!"

"It's not time yet!"

"arrive!"

"You are so shameless!"

"snort--!"

Han Ye has never seen his lord look so childish and quarrelsome with others.

Seeing that the two people are in such a stalemate, I don't know how long the stalemate will last.

He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "Your Majesty, young master, how about... or do we count this round as a draw?"

Hearing Han Ye's suggestion, both the senior and the junior showed hesitant expressions.

Xiaobao opened his palms and looked at the Zhu Yu in his palms, his delicate brows wrinkled slightly.

Although when he confronted Di Mingjue just now, he seemed very confident.

But Xiaobao knew in his heart that he actually lost and was unable to win.

Moreover, I always felt that he would not be happy if this man never appeared in front of his mother and himself again.

Xiaobao frowned again.

He couldn't bear to part with this deceitful disciple!

It's just...it's just...he was the one who saved his mother after all.

So, do you want to admit defeat?

As my mother said, a man must openly admit his successes and failures.

However, he really liked this piece of jade.

From the moment I saw this piece of jade, I felt so intimate that I didn't want to part with it.

It was as if...as if I saw my mother.

Xiaobao wanted to give the Zhu Jade to his mother. He felt that if her mother got this piece of Zhu Jade, she would be happy.

It's a pity that he lost!

If you lose, you lose. There is no reason to deny it.

With a cold face, Xiaobao slowly handed Zhu Yu to Di Mingjue, "Give it back to you!"

But the reluctance in those big eyes is clear and real.

Di Mingjue took Zhu Yu and gently rubbed it with his fingers.

Looking at Xiaobao's lingering eyes, there was a rare expression of hesitation on his face.

If it was something else that the little guy wanted, he would definitely give it to him.

But this piece of jade...

Di Mingjue himself didn't know where this piece of red jade came from.

All he knew was that after an accident five years ago, this piece of red jade appeared next to him.

The jade itself is not precious, even if it has mysterious textures on it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cross the boundary of the Three Realms and be brought to the Yanwu Continent.

However, Di Mingjue didn't know why, but he kept this piece of red jade with him all these years.

There is always an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

This piece of jade is very important to him.
Chapter completed!