"Come here." Jun Wu Xie beckoned Little Lotus without a hint of expression on her face.
Little Lotus scurried across quickly.
Jun Wu Xie lifted his fringe to check his forehead. After carefully examining it and when she could not find a trace of any injury did she finally relax as her eyes turned gentle.
"In the future, do not do anything, just let him be." Jun Wu Xie felt that Jun Wu Yao was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface. No matter if it was that incident with Mo Xuan Fei or the few times that he carried the scent of blood, those were all warning signs.
