The sudden, faint warmth caught Shu Yimo off guard, and she instinctively lifted her gaze from his embrace, only to meet his deep, dark eyes that seemed capable of perceiving everything.
"Take care of your injuries, you'll be at a disadvantage if you're headstrong."
Of course, Boss Dalong didn't know how to comfort someone. After pondering for a while, he continued, "You can't outplay them."
"What about you?"
Hearing his words, Shu Yimo's starry eyes immediately narrowed, and she silently stared at him, her eyes brimming with hope. One hand also quietly grasped the sleeve of his shirt.
Long Chengyu seemed not to have expected the young girl to ask so directly, with a profound look in his eyes, "What do you think?"
Shu Yimo shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.
This time, Long Chengyu's lips curled into a faint smile, slightly releasing the arm he was holding. He spoke lightly, "In time, you will understand. It's getting late, you should rest."
