Jin Qiao dared not.
She knew Wang Han was angry, so she hurriedly knelt in front of her and said, "Miss, please forgive . What I said earlier was thoughtless. How could it be that our lady likes the groom? Obviously, it's the groom who likes the lady!"
Was Jin Qiao explaining or apologizing?
Wang Han felt that the more Jin Qiao explained, the more confusing the relationship between her and Tang Rao beca.
"Jin Qiao, you better say less, or you'll upset our lady even more."
Yin Qiao saw Wang Han's displeased face and quickly stepped in to ease the situation, urging both of them to say less.
People born timid really can't communicate with those born bold, just like now, with Yin Qiao trying to persuade while Jin Qiao kept talking.
"Miss, think about it carefully. Actually, the groom is quite nice; he's good-looking, strong, and..."
Jin Qiao paused twice. "Jin Qiao has been by Miss's side for so many years, and this is the first ti soone made Miss so angry!"
Jin Qiao was rely speaking the truth; she didn't know why she said it, although it was sowhat irritating, it wasn't without reason.
Wang Han had never been in love, so how was she to know what it felt like? She thought being together was simple, showing mutual affection, liking each other in a relationship, so how could they anger one another?
"You talk as if you understand Tang Rao very well. Do you think Tang Rao is like other n? He doesn't even have the concept of liking a woman. Look at how many won are around him, aren't they all beautiful? But has Tang Rao ever valued them? For him, it doesn't matter how many won there are, they're just won living in Zijing City. But it's different for us won; once we choose to be with Tang Rao, we're really with him!"
Wang Han rarely shared such sentints, especially when Tang Rao was in danger.
The two maids actually understood that Wang Han wasn't indifferent to Tang Rao; she just didn't want to easily test a man's emotional boundaries for a woman, because as soon as she thought to test it, she had already lost.
"Miss, the groom seems to be in trouble, look at his back!"
Yin Qiao was more worried than anyone standing in that smoggy place. When she saw Ghost Seven plunge a longsword into Tang Rao's back, her lips turned pale with fright, and her tears began to fall as if her own husband was in trouble.
Indeed, Tang Rao was caught off guard by Ghost Seven, his knife penetrating Tang Rao's body. A warm current flowed from Tang Rao's back, gradually turning cold and sticky. Eventually, he felt like his clothes had fused with his flesh.
He could feel the stickiness, the cold and warmth; the only thing he felt was no pain.
The wound on his back was longer than a centipede, with flesh and tendons connected, but neither hurt.
No, it wasn't that it didn't hurt, but it was so numb that he lost sensation, otherwise why wouldn't he feel anything?
"Miss, where are you going?"
Yin Qiao was thinking of ways to get reinforcents for Tang Rao and the others, considering asking Wang Han if borrowing help from the Kao Shan Sect would increase their chances. She turned around, only to find Wang Han was nowhere to be seen.
"Miss, wait for , forward is dangerous! If sothing happens to you, how am I supposed to explain to the Island Master?"
Yin Qiao sobbed sadly, taking a few steps forward before Jin Qiao knocked her unconscious to the ground.
"With your ability, you'd be dead before getting to Miss's side."
Jin Qiao dragged Yin Qiao to a safe place while lanting that besides causing trouble, Yin Qiao had no other value.
Was she not worried about Wang Han?
As servants, their lives were intertwined with their Miss's well-being. If Miss wasn't doing well, how could the servants live well?
In other words, if sothing happened to Wang Han, Jin Qiao and Yin Qiao's lives would be aningless.
She watched as Wang Han ran to Tang Rao's side and fought alongside him against the two bald n.
"What are you doing here?"
Wang Han diverted so of Tang Rao's opponents, giving him ti to attend to her side.
"Still talking even when injured, do you want to bleed out completely or what?"
So the aloof goddess does care about him, this loser?
Tang Rao's heart ward, thinking he was moved by Wang Han's words, but then realized there was another knife in his chest.
Damn it, coming from such a big family, yet resorting to sneaky tricks.
Not learning properly, preferring to use hidden weapons, when the open tactics fail, resort to the covert!
"Protect yourself!"
Tang Rao questioned why Wang Han appeared at that mont. Was it concern for him, or was there another reason?
All Tang Rao wanted was to kill the two in front of him.
Anyone who dared to hurt him must die!
Tang Rao generously took out a seventh-grade Elixir Pill to stop the bleeding.
With the Elixir Pill, he didn't need to rest; even while active, his tendons and wounds could heal themselves.
Indeed, sensing his wounds slowly shrinking, Tang Rao personally pulled out the knife and sword from his body.
The speed was quick and ruthless, so much so that before much blood could flow, his wounds had almost healed.
Tang Rao and Wang Han fighting the two bald n, who, overwheld, exchanged a look. Tang Rao didn't understand, but the bald guys did. Gui Ba whistled, and everyone paused their actions, no longer entangled in the fight. Upon receiving the signal, they prepared to withdraw.
"Thinking of leaving?"
Wang Han saw the remaining people planning to leave. She couldn't guarantee she was their match, but having co with the mindset of possibly dying to help Tang Rao, she felt she needed to prove her worth.
She hadn't even finished one bald man, so how could her worth be demonstrated so quickly?
"Don't chase a cornered enemy!"
Tang Rao held Wang Han's hand, telling her not to act impulsively at this ti.
Feeling the warmth in his hand, Wang Han regained her composure. She glanced at Tang Rao's hand, blushed, and couldn't find the words to say.
"Tang Rao, are you alright? Let see your wounds!"
This was not the cold-blooded person Tang Rao was accustod to seeing. Unwittingly influenced by Tang Rao, Wang Han truly beca a person with flesh, blood, and emotions.
"I'm fine, just took the Elixir Pill, and my wounds are almost healed. But you, your strength is weak, yet you ca here. Do you think my troubles aren't enough, or do you find this not exciting enough?"
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