"I know my limits," he laughed. "Normally in fights, I let others hit me, but I only explode with my small universe in urgent moments..."
"Don't gab. As long as you understand, that's good. Anyway, I've got bracelets here," Gu said with a smile, waving his hand.
You couldn't blame him for remembering so well; after the two of them settled the matter, Qin Hao had spent a long time asking him about Xu Qing's fighting records...
In principle, anyone involved in a fight should get a talking-to, but for Gu, deep down, his impression of Xu Qing was fairly positive.
He started off wanting to smooth things over, but when the other person refused to let it go, Gu didn't try to bluff him. He owned up to the trouble: whether it was a fine or administrative detention, he was utterly straightforward about it, allowing the other person to choose the resolution on the spot, eager to wrap things up quickly and cleanly.
