Liang Zhichen was surprised for a moment, "Baobao remembers very clearly."
He seemed to be somewhat happy, as even the smallest details between the two of them, once she held them in her heart, brought him joy.
Dong Huiying's mouth twitched, "I almost lost my life back then, it was like taking a turn at Hell's door, I think anyone who's gone through that wouldn't easily forget, right?"
Liang Zhichen paused, then sighed, "It was my fault, and I was not thorough in my considerations."
"No, that's not what I meant. I'm not trying to pinpoint who's right or wrong, but... Liang Zhichen, have you practiced before?"
A branch is not an arrow, yet it managed to pierce through the neck of a pheasant, a skill akin to shooting an arrow through a hole from a hundred steps away. She thought that, up to this point, what she knew about him was just the tip of the iceberg.
Her understanding of him was really limited.
Liang Zhichen smiled languidly, "Baobao, are you curious?"
