“You'd better remember what I told you. Make sure you hide this spirit tablet well. Whether we get past His Majesty in one piece depends entirely on it.” Li Junxian spoke with a grave expression as he fumbled to shove the tablet into Li Chengqian's arms.
Once the tablet was in place, Li Junxian's anger boiled over. He raised his foot and kicked Li Chengqian hard in the rear, then launched into a string of exasperated scolding. “I told you over and over to think carefully before you did anything. And what happens? The moment I leave, you forget every word I said. Honestly, why can't you ever make things easy for me?”
Li Chengqian looked aggrieved, his eyes turning slightly red. In a small, tearful voice, he murmured, “Big brother…”
“Hmph, don't call me big brother. I don't have a little brother as muddleheaded and stupid as you!” Li Junxian shot him an exasperated glare, then hurriedly added, “Hold on tight. If things start looking bad later, grab this memorial tablet and throw yourself against that pillar. Maybe you can at least save something that way.”
“What… Big brother, please don't get me killed!” Li Chengqian turned deathly pale. His feet seemed rooted to the spot, and he stopped, instinctively shrinking back.
“Hey, you brat, at least you finally…” Li Junxian began to scold him again.
“If I die, what will happen to little sister Peiyao?”
Li Junxian rolled his eyes. “No one's ever been as hopelessly lovesick as you.”
