Chi Enen was helpless, but still insisted on finishing her sentence, "Is your injury feeling better?"
She noticed that Xi Zelie's face looked a bit pale, even his lips seemed bloodless.
Upon hearing her concerned words, the angelic-looking man curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that made everything around him fade in comparison, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Li Beijue pinched Chi Enen's palm harshly, his falcon-like eyes narrowed to needle-tip size!
Worried?
Did Chi Enen say she was worried?
From start to finish, Chi Enen just asked about his physical condition, which ear heard her worry?
His thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line, his eyes like black obsidian swirling with flames. He took Chi Enen's hand and subtly shielded her behind himself, stepping forward with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Good that you're fine. We have something to do, so we'll be leaving first."
