Xiao Changyi has an injury on his back; now that An Jing is back at his side, he couldn't hide it even if he tried, so he spoke honestly: "I have a little injury on my back, nothing serious, you don't need to worry."
The more Xiao Changyi asked her not to worry, the more she worried. Since there were no outsiders around, she broke free from his embrace and started to take off his clothes. As soon as his clothes were removed, she discovered the wound on his back.
The wound had already been treated and was wrapped in cloth. An Jing couldn't see how big or deep the wound was, but she could see that the white cloth was stained with a lot of blood, indicating the injury was quite serious.
"How did this happen?" An Jing was heartbroken, her voice almost on the verge of tears.
"When I killed Dongfang Tianchong, he also injured me." Xiao Changyi briefly explained, pulling An Jing to sit on the bed beside him.
