The frown on his face deepened as Qin Zhi Hao continued to look at the bruise on Xiao Feng's face.
Xiao Feng usually had white and tender skin. But this time, there was a cut on his lips. His face was swollen and the bluish on his skin made him feel as if something heavy was pressing on his chest.
Qin Zhi Hao concluded that the feeling he had at this moment was guilt. If it was not for him, Xiao Feng would not suffer so much. This boy had finally escaped life as a street thief and had a better life in Jing City.
It was him who had dragged the boy into this danger. Qin Zhi Hao was aware of the danger they will have to face on their trip to Daqi but he did not expect that the person who would suffer the most would be Xiao Feng.
"Xiao Feng, I'm sorry."
Yu Feng raised her head to look at him. "What are you sorry for?"
"If it wasn't for me, you would not have to suffer like this. I dragged you to this danger."
