He turned around and glared at the person before him, an ugly expression etched on his face.
Su Qingsang took this opportunity to pull herself away from his embrace and made a huge step back.
Qiu Yanbo turned towards Su Qingsang, as if he didn't see the sour look on Huo Jinyao's face.
"Qingsang. I just wanted to tell you that there are more victims being sent this way."
Su Qingsang noticed them when she directed her gaze towards the direction in which he was pointing. She nodded, then turned towards Huo Jinyao.
"I'm going to tend to them. Go find somewhere to rest. It's late."
"I'm fine. If you're not sleeping, my wife, I won't be sleeping too."
Huo Jinyao pulled out sweet words as if they were readily available up his sleeve. Su Qingsang rubbed her forehead, feeling a little shy.
It was alright if he spoke like this in private, but there were so many stranger out here. Seriously—
