Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)
Part Eleven – translated by Kii
At this time, the man finally seemed able to recover from the pain of being “ambushed.” He then looked down at the culprit. Meng was still hiding her face and kneeling on the ground. She inwardly blamed Sword Spirit for not hurrying up and coming up with a solution to the problem in front of them.
“You are hurt,” the man kindly reminded her in a gentle voice.
Hearing this, only then did Meng notice the burst of burning heat coming from her left arm. She turned and saw a long, bloody mark around ten centimeters long there. The wound was probably not deep, as there wasn’t much blood coming out.
Meng casually wiped her arm on her pants and then looked up at the man. His gentle voice made her less scared. But who knew that this one look would actually cause her to stare blankly for quite some time…
When the man saw her wipe her arm so casually, he frowned and said in a displeased tone, “A wound should be properly taken care of. Come with me, I’ll help you wrap it.”
After saying that, he stretched his own hand toward Meng to help her up, posture and expression perfect and elegant.