Gu Bailu was firm and tough as she subconsciously protected Miyasi.
She knew that Miyasi might not be able to defeat Feng Qingtian, even if he was the strongest monster.
Besides, she didn’t want to get someone else involved in her grudge against Feng Qingtian.
“You’re giving up your hand for him?” Feng Qingtian looked at the hideous wound on Gu Bailu’s hand.
Somebody seemed to have bashed him in the chest. He found it hard to breathe.
He didn’t know whether it was because he was angry that Gu Bailu had protected another man, or because of her wound.
“You promised that you wouldn’t hurt him.” Gu Bailu’s eyebrows knitted in pain.
Feng Qingtian was so furious that he was of a mind to kill Miyasi, but he was too worried about Gu Bailu’s wound.
He took out a bottle of balm. Before he could give it to Gu Bailu, Miyasi had already taken her hand. “It will be less painful after I lick it.”
He gently comforted Gu Bailu and leaned over her hand.
Gu Bailu’s lips twitched. Her bleeding hand was scary, even to her, and the man was talking about licking it.
Beasts and humans weren’t on the same wavelength, after all.
“No… That’s unnecessary… Medicine will be fine…” She wasn’t comfortable with someone licking her hand.
Before Gu Bailu could move her hand away, Feng Qingtian had grabbed it again, and poured powder on it.
He seemed focused on treating her wound, and didn’t say anything.
He was still intimidating, but he was rather careful in his treatment.
Gu Bailu disliked him, but she disliked her wound even more. It was much less painful after the treatment.
“My fire carries poison. If it isn’t squeezed out, nobody can save you.” Feng Qingtian put the bottle back and picked her up.
“What are you doing? Put me down. I’m returning to Cloud Mirror Academy.” Gu Bailu struggled. She didn’t want to be alone with Feng Qingtian.
“Did you not hear what I said?” Feng Qingtian carried her away, and wouldn’t take “no” for an answer.
Miyasi chased them, only to be blocked by a dozen soldiers.
Miyasi frowned. “Please get out of my way.”
He was rather anxious when he saw Feng Qingtian leaving with Gu Bailu.
“You have to come with us to see His Majesty, for trespassing in the royal palace.”
Gu Bailu pulled at Feng Qingtian’s clothes. “Let him go!”
“Let him go?” He sneered. “In case you didn’t hear me, nobody else touches what’s mine.”
“Are you a psycho?” Gu Bailu stabbed a needle at his neck.
What a selfish and shameless scoundrel, who only thought with his lower half.
Feng Qingtian immediately grabbed her wrist. “Does it not hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt me. If it hurts you, that’s exactly what I want.”
Did he think that she would care about him like last time?
She wouldn’t blink even if he was torn into pieces.
“Use your other hand, not the wounded one.” Feng Qingtian looked at her with complicated feelings.
Gu Bailu realized that she was holding the needle with her wounded hand. In her fury, she had forgotten about her wound, and had simply used the more convenient hand.