Therefore, Leng Yu was not surprised by the injury on Nangong Yun's arm.
"Miss Nangong, some favors, once spoken of, are remembered by everyone. But that doesn't mean your favors give you the liberty to act as you please."
She had already made her point last time, she admires Nangong Yun for getting tortured nearly to death by the assassins for Mr. Xiaojiu's sake.
However, as Mr. Xiaojiu himself put it, how would she know if he wanted her help?
To Mr. Xiaojiu, it might just be a burden.
Anyone who is good to Mr. Xiaojiu, Leng Yu respects.
But this time, it was Mr. Xiaojiu who personally commanded her to go to Ling Island.
This suggests that Nangong Yun's mistake is grave enough not to be compensated by small acts of kindness.
"What do you think this is?" Nangong Yun went up to her, pointing at the bruised spots on her arm.
It turns out she was referring to those small bruises, not the scars on her arm.
Leng Yu frowned, finding it somewhat unclear.
