Wufu felt her future was bleak, almost foreseeing the iron-blue face of Ah Jiu when he found her.
Yonghe saw the regret on her face, feeling somewhat gloomy, and said, "You truly regret it."
"Ah, what should I do? Ah Jiu will probably kill me, ow." Wufu winced in pain and pressed her ribs.
"What happened to you?"
Wufu rolled her eyes at her, "You don't actually think I'm a god, do you? Falling from such a height and having a fight, how could I be unharmed?"
I probably have internal injuries.
"I'm sorry!" Yonghe lowered her head, "It's all because of me. If I hadn't listened to Ping Xi and challenged you, none of this would have happened."
"I don't think you're a fool, so how did you get provoked by her? And such an obvious provocation, challenging a commoner like me, aren't you embarrassed?" Wufu rolled her eyes again.
Yonghe said, "I knew she was deliberately provoking, but I genuinely love riding and archery, and I wanted to find an opponent."
