Wen Xin took the towel from Mu Chengxi's hand, patted the spot beside her, and said gently, "Lie down next to me; it's tiring for me when you sit like that."
Mu Chengxi did not refuse. He lay down next to Wen Xin, wrapping his arms around her from behind and drawing her into his embrace.
"Your skills are so formidable; there must be a reason you were hurt. Can you tell me what caused it?" Holding Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi tentatively asked, wanting to understand what had distracted her and slowed her reactions.
Caught by Mu Chengxi's pointed question, Wen Xin's eyes flickered, and she turned to look into his deep eyes, pausing for several seconds before smiling faintly.
"It's true you know me well. I found the person responsible for killing Uncle Tan and Uncle Zhao, and I've also confirmed that my parents' accident is closely linked to Independent State. Aiden was my father's most trusted aide, Burke…"
