"And this is his territory; being caught is just a matter of time since we are sitting ducks here."
Third Young Master Jun also laughed, "What kind of luck is this? It's like being cursed by a once-in-a-millennium bad luck spirit. Seems like bad fortune is really upon us, with all the unlucky things happening at once."
He wrapped his arms around her, tilted his head back, and leaned quietly against the dirty mud wall, gazing at the clear blue sky.
Previously, with all sorts of planning and painstaking efforts to avoid dangers, none of our escape plans ended up being useful. In the end, we were still exposed; it's both funny and exasperating.
"Indeed, we're extremely unlucky, could probably set a world record!" Ye Lu, however, wasn't too worried, quietly leaning in his embrace, feeling peaceful inside, no longer nervous or fearful.
Third Young Master Jun affectionately looked down at her calm demeanor and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid of what,"
