Gong Shirao looked at his foot and then said to Zhan Nanjue, "We can't just keep waiting like this. I see some lights up ahead, probably a farmhouse. It should be about a ten-minute walk. My leg is almost recovered. You wait here, and I'll run over to see if there's any help."
Zhan Nanjue grabbed her wrist, "Don't go!"
Gong Shirao was startled and looked at him in surprise…
Zhan Nanjue realized he spoke a bit harshly and added, "It's raining heavily, how can you, a girl, walk alone in the wilderness? If something happens, I won't be able to take responsibility."
So that's how it is.
Gong Shirao started to speak, "It's just a ten-minute walk. If I run fast, it might be less than ten minutes. What could happen? Besides, I chose to go myself, and you aren't my guardian anyway, so even if something happens, I won't expect you to take responsibility."
Zhan Nanjue's eyes darkened abruptly, and his breath tightened.
Not her guardian—well said.
He indeed wasn't her guardian…
