Yan Bu Gui strode quickly over and stood before Qiao Chu, his hand raised.
In the courtyard, Hua Yao and the others lowered their heads unable to watch.
Yan Bui Gui's raised hand remained in the air and did not lower.
Jun Wu Xie held Yan Bu Gui's hand back with her eyes. The small faced looked up at Yan Bu Gui, her eyes bitingly cold.
"I did it. It was me." She said curtly.
Yan Bu Gui hesitated.
"If you seek to punish, it should be me." Jun Wu Xie said, narrowing her eyes.
Yan Bu Gui looked at Jun Wu Xie, the anger fading from him. He retrieved his raised hand turned to walk away. He took two steps and turned back as if to say something but could not find the right words.
But Jun Wu Xie had something to say instead.
"I take back my words." Jun Wu Xie said suddenly.
Yan Bu Gui waited silently for her to continue.
