Huo Yunjiao's brows were knotted together, his stern face expressing a hidden pain. Despite his own body's ache, he did not forget to extend his arm to protect Qin Ruan's lower back.
Qin Jingcen, who was closest to them, stepped forward and bent down to help his sickly and delicate brother-in-law.
Huo Yunjiao steadied himself on Qin Jingcen's arm, using it to rise from the ground and, in one motion, helped Qin Ruan up as well.
Looking down, he saw Qin Ruan's face full of concern and self-reproach, a complexion tinged with shock and anxiety.
He thought Qin Ruan was frightened by the recent turn of events and reached out to rub her head gently, letting out a sigh of comfort, "I'm fine, but are you, clattering around, hurt?"
Qin Ruan was suddenly repelled by a mysterious force, the impact transferred through her body to his. If anyone felt directly affected, it was indeed her.
"I'm fine," Qin Ruan said absently, shaking her head.
