The rough words and hostile attitude gave Baili Xia a bit of a headache.
He told her to leave, and she had no objection. If it weren't for seeing that he was really injured, she would have left without a word from him.
But now, even Nangong Xu was driven out by him. If she didn't care, would she really let this guy bleed dry?
Just to have a peaceful night's sleep and not be repeatedly awakened by the sight of his blood in dreams, she couldn't ignore the injury.
Suppressing the frustration in her heart, Baili Xia forced a smile on her face.
"Uncle, you saved me before, didn't you?"
There was a flicker in Mu Xiaojiu's eyes. Because of her words, his gaze could no longer stay focused.
In that moment, he naively thought that this girl was bringing up the past. Was she going to tell him that she'd remembered the past?
Was she about to give up on her plan?
A small flame of hope ignited in his heart, and Mu Xiaojiu turned his gaze back to Baili Xia.
