Listening to the worried voice of the young man, Qu Zian nodded, smiled when he realized Bi Xia couldn't see, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Although he knew Ji Qiutang had rescued Qu Zian and that Ji Qiutang wouldn't harm Qu Zian, it didn't mean Bi Xia wasn't worried about Qu Zian.
Relieved at heart, Bi Xia said, "Glad you're awake, you rest well at Brother Qiutang's place. Once this matter is over, we'll all bring you back together."
Qu Zian sighed helplessly, "Sorry, I dragged us down."
"What are you saying," Bi Xia was displeased, "You're our strategist, an important asset to us. How can you say you dragged us down? Let me tell you, Qu Zian, if you say such things again, we won't be brothers anymore!"
Qu Zian laughed, silently thinking, we were never brothers, we're siblings, silly sister.
"By the way, don't tell Yi'an about this," Qu Zian said to Bi Xia, "Yi'an is busy in Beijing, with many things going on, so don't let him worry about me."
