Ning Xi: "…"
Bloody hell, are you a moron, I’m putting pressure on the wound, you suddenly push me away, then put on a loving face and watch her bleed out! Are you addicted to soap operas?
If only because it wasn’t the right time for it, Ning Xi really wanted to scold him with her hands on her hips.
"What’s going on?!" Guo Qisheng ran over with rage on his face.
Ning Xi knitted her eyebrows together. "I felt something was off after I thrusted the sword at her, the blade didn't bounce back!"
This was a prop sword, the blade should have bounced back automatically when it met resistance. Nobody expected such an accident to happen.
Guo Qisheng was beyond furious. "Where is the props master! Come here this instant! I asked you to double check them a million times to prevent this kind of mistake, what on earth were you thinking!"
