Baili Xia didn't know why, but when she saw Mu Xiaojiu's wound, tears almost welled up.
Her heart ached, ached so deeply that it surpassed pity for an ordinary person.
However, she couldn't understand where the pain in her heart came from.
Uncle... is badly injured...
Mu Xiaojiu merely shook his head slightly without speaking.
This kind of wound is not worth mentioning.
But seeing her on the verge of tears softened his heart immediately.
"Just a minor wound, it's nothing serious, don't be upset."
Beside them, Ye Hua seized the opportunity and quickly explained the injury for Mr. Xiaojiu.
"Miss Xiaxia, this was the injury Mr. Xiaojiu got when he saved you after you were caught by Lu Xuening last time, have you forgotten?"
The moment he finished speaking, Mu Xiaojiu's cold gaze landed on his face.
This matter, he had never intended to tell the girl.
There was no need to tell her; he didn't want her to feel pity out of guilt.
