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"Why did you block in front of him?"

This was the question Shao Ming had wanted to ask back on the sports field.

At the time, Yuan Shaozhao had charged over, his fierce expression causing the onlookers to back away as far as they could in fear.

Only one person had rushed out.

A thin body stood in front of him.

Not only was his strength weak, but he also interfered with his performance.

Yet, the subconscious action tugged at one's heartstrings.

Shao Ming was moved.

The confusion in his heart deepened.

Did this young master always so selflessly protect his friends without hesitation?

Zhu Tong hadn't expected him to say it so bluntly.

He was momentarily stunned, recalling the situation at that time, and honestly replied, "He was coming at you."

Shao Ming: "...Mm."

Zhu Tong continued, "Because he didn't dare to touch me."

Shao Ming: "..."

Even when blinded by rage, people still instinctively fear what frightens them.

In Yuan Shaozhao's eyes, the person responsible for his downfall wasn't himself, nor Shao Ming, but Zhu Tong and the Zhu Family's elusive power behind him.

Even at the end of his rope, Yuan Shaozhao's survival instincts led him to avoid a situation that would worsen his plight during his revenge.

Zhu Tong said, "So I thought if I blocked him, he might stop."

Shao Ming: "..."

He felt as if some beautiful illusion in his mind had suddenly shattered with a "snap."

What was he expecting?

Shao Ming asked strangely, "So, you were betting on the possibility that he feared you?"

Zhu Tong nodded, "I think the odds were pretty high."

"..."

Shao Ming didn't know whether to remind him that the compass Yuan Shaozhao had thrown at the start was aimed straight at his head.

Of course, it might have been that Yuan Shaozhao was too weak and missed his target.

As Shao Ming thought of this, he suddenly fell silent. His gaze swept Zhu Tong from top to bottom.

Zhu Tong, puzzled, followed his gaze and looked himself up and down. Confused, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Was there something strange about him?

Shao Ming mused, "I suddenly realized—you're quite good-looking."

"..."

"And your body proportions are nice too."

His waist was slender, and though he was a bit thin, the feeling when he held him in his arms was surprisingly good.

Zhu Tong: "..."

What was this person trying to say?

Shao Ming smiled, leaned in, and whispered, "If you're really going to keep someone, I think I'm a good option."

"!!"

Zhu Tong stared at him wide-eyed in shock.

Shao Ming continued, "And if, after some time, you feel like you're wronging me and want to give me a title, then I..."

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