Xuanyuan Qing quickly walked over. He did not pull out the dagger that had been stabbed into his body. His clothes were covered in blood, which made him look very scary.
Tang Li suddenly asked Yu Meng, who was kowtowing to her, "Xuanyuan Qing is so ugly. Aren't you afraid of him?"
"He's not ugly!" When Yu Meng heard that, she suddenly raised her head to look at Tang Li and retorted very seriously, "Brother Xuanyuan is not ugly at all. He's just sick, that's why his face is covered in cysts. As long as his illness is treated, he won't be ugly anymore."
"How do you know he has an illness.?"
"Because I know!"
Yu Meng had injured her head when she was very young. She was still like a child, pure and innocent.
She emphasized, "Brother Xuanyuan is not ugly. He is tall and handsome. He can protect me and give me lots of delicious food."
