Chapter 167

"Thud!" With a muffled sound, Lucas, curled into a ball, protected Jane in his arms as they fell to the ground. "Sister, are you alright?" Lucas's voice was clearly strained with the pain. Jane quickly scrambled to her feet, "No, I'm fine. Brother Lucas, how about you? Where does it hurt?" Seeing Jane in a flurry, her large and misty eyes full of panic, Lucas brushed her pert little nose lightly, "Brother is fine, it's just...just my waist, it appears to be twisted a bit." Jordan, who received the news from the program crew, hastily rushed over, "Lucas, how are you doing? Is it serious?" Lucas's face was at a loss for words. Without thinking too much, Jane responded loudly, "Brother Jordan, Brother Lucas is fine. It's just his waist that's twisted." Jordan's eyes flashed with a fox-like mischievous grin, "Oh, well, that's nothing. He's always had a weak waist since he was young!" "Stop talking nonsense!" Jordan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is that not true? I remember you twisted you