Guyu merely pondered briefly before she understood what was troubling Lin Yun.
His arrival had initially pushed the tribe towards a split, and under the chieftain's orders, they could leave with some supplies, which was already the best possible outcome.
If they chose to make a big fuss over Lin Yun at this moment, stirring up conflict, it could affect Guyu's plans.
Lin Yun wasn't a coward, but he had decided to swallow the injustice for her sake, and she had misunderstood him.
Thinking of this, Guyu's heart filled with guilt. Seeing the wounds on Lin Yun's body made her even less willing to let the matter rest.
"I already know who did it. Don't worry, I will seek justice for you," she said.
Having said that, Guyu was about to confront Jingzhe when Lin Yun grabbed her hand.
The taboo of a man and woman not touching hands was breached, and the atmosphere between them shifted.
Lin Yun sighed inwardly, in the jianghu, flirtation was indeed the skill he was most adept at using!
