Purple Dawn Till Dusk : Dearest Through The Time Chapter 244
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"Actually, I asked them to gather information about Senja." Xiao Jun shrugged. "Based on your suspicions towards her previously, I didn't think that you would get along with her and collect objective information. So, I asked the Greenhill people to watch over her."
That was why Xiao Tianyao sensed nothing amiss, because they were literally watching over Senja and while he wasn't around her. Especially these past five days when he had to go to the fake transaction point.
All that Xiao Jun said felt justified to certain point. But Xiao Tianyao didn't feel that way now. He was actually quite irritated now that he knew someone was monitoring her.
"Quit your childish ways!" Xiao Tianyao warned and looked at his brother straight in the eyes and walked past him. However, Xiao Jun held his elbow and gazed intently at his brother.
After a while of the staring contest, Xiao Jun spoke. "I know that expression of yours my brother." He said in a firm tone. Xiao Tianyao wrested his elbow free from his grip and walked away, without paying Xiao Jun any mind.
Xiao Jun indeed knew Xiao Tianyao very well. He could guess what went inside his brother's mind with merely a glance. He was very familiar with this overprotective behaviour that his brother displayed. He sighed deeply as he mumbled, "I hope this stranger isn't like the previous one."
Xiao Jun remembered clearly how the relationship between them had deteriorated when he was with Luna.
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Senja still sat at the doorstep of the carriage with Lee beside her. She was done bandaging the little boy's wound and cleaned him up a bit when one of Qi Xunyi's people approached her.
He was wearing a red robe over his big and bulky body. Senja couldn't see his face clearly, due to his mask. But she was familiar with the aura that man exuded.
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"Girl, long time no see." Uncle Su raised his big palm in a gesture of greeting.
"Uncle Su!" Senja exclaimed in surprise.
"Ssstt! Sstt!" Uncle Su tried to muffle Senja's mouth when Yang Yu grabbed his shoulder and pushed him aside.
"Who are you?" Yang Yu glared at Uncle Su. His fingers touched his sword hilt, ready for another battle.
Senja grew alert and stood up hastily. "No. No. He is just asking if I need something." She blurted out the only excuse she could come up with in a jiffy.
"Yes, yes." Uncle Su nodded vigorously, so fast that it could arouse suspicion.
Tsk, this old man! Why did he come at such an odd time? Why does he always appear at the wrong time? More so, why did he appear here?
"She doesn't need anything. Stay away from her!" Yang Yu warned him sternly.
"Okay!" And then he walked away. But he turned around a couple of times to look at Senja and signaled her. "Token." He mouthed the word again and again.
When Senja looked at the crazy old man, she suddenly had an urge to throw her shoes to his head to stop him. He was the one who didn't want Xiao Tianyao to be aware of his existence, but his behavior didn't help at all.
"Yang Yu, do you have water? I am thirsty." Senja tried to get his attention before he noticed Uncle Su's oddity.
"Yes, I will get it right away." Yang Yu left her in haste.
Seeing Yang Yu leave, Uncle Su wanted to walk back towards Senja when the girl glared at him angrily. "Go. Away. Now!" Senja enunciated every word.
With a frown and grumble, Uncle Su walked away and mingled with the other people from Greenhill.
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