It's been a while.
Ye Qichi finally helped Xiao Jinxing take off his armor.
The white sleeping robe inside was completely soaked in blood.
Ye Qichi stared at the blood-stained clothes, stunned for a moment.
"Most of the blood isn't mine," Xiao Jinxing said, as if to comfort her.
Ye Qichi pursed her lips.
She knew, of course.
On the battlefield, she had seen Xiao Jinxing charging into the fray, slaying the enemy.
But with his extraordinary martial arts, he killed countless enemy soldiers without sustaining much injury himself. His heroic combat also boosted the morale of the entire army, making them fight more fiercely, eventually leading to the disarray and retreat of the Beimu army.
"It's just that, I find war too cruel," Ye Qichi murmured.
She resumed helping him undress from his sleeping robe.
When it came to the last piece, Xiao Jinxing said, "No need."
Ye Qichi didn't insist.
She went back to her side and quickly removed her own clothes.
