"It's really troublesome." King Jin muttered, but it was because of Gu Youyou's calmness that much awkwardness was dissolved.
He said, "The one who stabbed me was not the cousins from the Ducal Residence, but a talented young officer under my uncle's command. He is an orphan, picked up by my uncle and raised by his side, also highly skilled in martial arts.
The cousins were all defeated by him within three moves, and at that time, I was young and arrogant, so I didn't believe in such rumors and went to compete a few moves with him. Unexpectedly, I was injured, and in such an embarrassing place."
Gu Youyou's heart skipped a beat, sensing a conspiracy brewing.
She quickly asked, "Then how many moves did you withstand?"
"After so many years, I can't remember clearly, probably about a dozen moves!" King Jin said with a touch of pride. But seeing Gu Youyou's odd expression, he suddenly froze and then looked shocked, asking, "You couldn't be suspecting..."
