"Do you need me to lick it for you?"
A voice, tinged with three parts playfulness and seven parts chill, drifted over, causing everyone to involuntarily turn their heads to look.
They were once again considering which overly sympathetic and ignorant youth was about to provoke Wang Meng.
The newcomer moved swiftly, bending down to help the elderly man up from the ground as everyone turned their heads.
"Old man, don't bother with this bastard, I'll take care of the rest," the person who had arrived was Su Xuan.
The elder looked at Su Xuan gratefully, then shook his head, "Young man, you should stay out of this matter. I, the old man, admit defeat. You're young; don't offend such people on my account."
"Don't worry, with me here, I assure you you'll be fine."
Without awaiting a response, Su Xuan helped the elder up and quickly checked the wound on his forehead.
