Lin Han held Qin Ye steady. What’s going on? Is he really fainting? He must be overwhelmed with excitement… Well, he’s got to learn that there are people who would give up their lives for their friends like me out there in the world. It’s only right that he’s reacting this way.

“Who am I…” Qin Ye struggled to open his eyes. The blood coursing through his veins were frigid and cold, and he continued to hold tightly to Lin Han’s collar as he murmured blankly, “Where am I…”

Pak! Pak! Lin Han gave Qin Ye two tight slaps across the cheeks, “I’m slapping you.”

A second later, Qin Ye transformed from a soft, innocent puppy into a ferocious mastiff, and he grabbed hold of Lin Han’s neck, sent a knee flying straight between Lin Han’s legs, and then pushed him right back into the wall. Lin Han cursed under his breath, “What the hell…”

Lin Han hunched over immediately. His face darkened, and he glared right back at Qin Ye with a condemning gaze in his eyes.

“Change it back!!” Qin Ye gritted his teeth as he continued to shake Lin Han by the neck with a vicious expression, “Change it back immediately!”

Lin Han was just about to massage his nether regions when he noticed out of the corner of his eyes Qin Ye moving his knee once more. Thus, he immediately raised his hands sensibly in an attempt to elicit a ceasefire, “Stop… I was just looking out for you. It’s fine if you don’t show me any gratitude, but how can you lay a hand on your nephew like this?!”

“Nephew?!” Qin Ye glanced...