Fu Shang frowned.
She stared at the wound on the young man's arm. Judging from the way the blood was flowing, did he not want her arm anymore?
She strode over.
"Your wound needs to be treated quickly."
When he heard footsteps, Jiang xubai raised his head immediately. There was an undisguisable ruthlessness in his beautiful eyes.
He had mistaken her for the group of people just now.
Seeing that it was an unfamiliar young girl, Jiang xubai was stunned and lowered his head dejectedly. His lips were pursed into a straight line and he had no intention of responding to Fu min.
Seeing that Fu Shang had not left, Jiang xubai spoke up.
"Go away, it's none of your business."
He seemed to have not spoken for a long time. His voice was hoarse and a little stiff, but it was surprisingly pleasant to hear.
He was like an injured little beast, covered in sharp thorns, and would not accept anyone's good intentions.
