Li Bansheng's gentle brows paused slightly, she retracted her palm, her eyes gentle as water looking at Baili An, offering cautious exhortation: "Young Baili, don't act recklessly."
Su Jing rushed forward immediately, looking bewildered, fists clenched tightly, even forgetting to breathe.
Baili An looked at the two of them calmly, and then let out a light laugh: "Rest assured, elder, I won't jump down, that would be too foolish."
Seeing his expression wasn't feigned, Li Bansheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, her tone gentle like a mother's:
"Jing has indeed overstepped this time, I apologize on her behalf. Child, let's go home and bandage your wounds, okay?"
Baili An chuckled deeply, his gaze void of sadness or joy: "Home? It turns out I used to consider Taixuan Sect my home, but I cannot marry Su Jing, nor do I want to."
Such bluntness would undoubtedly enrage any mother.
