As he spoke, he swung his long knife at Su Jiuci.
Su Jiuci stood up, his wrist twisting, the slim and sharp knife that had fallen beside him now in his grip.
A bloody battle ensued.
His eyes narrowed slightly, filled with ruthlessness and a sense of oppression.
Completely different from the teasing deanor he had while sitting there looking at her.
When the last three attacked him together.
Su Jiuci chose to kill the other two, allowing himself to receive a knife wound to his waist as the price.
Because the three attacked from different directions, this was the least cost to him.
However, the anticipated pain did not co.
Instead, behind him, a sowhat frail body pressed against his back.
With a ’puh’ sound, the person behind him pierced the heart of the other without blinking an eye.
The next second, that person collapsed with a thunderous fall.
Once again, there were corpses around them, and a brief silence followed.
Su Jiuci raised his eyebrows, sowhat surprised and amused.
He turned his head, and the ruthlessness in his eyes had dissipated cleanly as the man fell.
Su Yan turned around, not paying much attention to his scrutinizing gaze, only looking at the wound that continued to bleed.
She said,
"Your wound is still bleeding, it may get infected."
Thinking to herself, they weren’t very familiar, and if she took action herself it might seem strange.
So she voiced a reminder.
Instead, she saw Su Jiuci’s interest deepen.
His throat moved as he made a sound, his thin lips curled up slightly, looking sowhat enticing.
"They say that Young Master Su of the Red Gang is incompetent. Now, I think that rumors can indeed be harmful."
After hearing his words, Su Yan’s first reaction was that he recognized her.
Well, then bandaging his wound shouldn’t seem too weird.
Thinking this, she bowed her head, tore off a corner of her undergarnt, then gestured to him,
"Lift your arm."
Su Jiuci was silent.
After a long pause, his smile grew deeper, and he stopped sizing up Su Yan, obediently extending his injured arm.
Loose and languid, quite lazy.
Then, with his other uninjured hand, he rested it on Su Yan’s shoulder.
"I can’t refuse the kind offer of Young Master Su."
It seed non-threatening, but if Su Yan really tried sothing, he could snap her neck in minutes.
Su Yan wrapped the cloth around his wound.
When she finished bandaging Su Jiuci, an idea flashed through her mind.
Hm?
Why did she feel the urge to bandage his wound?
She didn’t understand this question.
It could only be attributed to her past life. He used to self-harm every ti he got angry, getting hurt here and there.
It made her quite skilled in bandaging and she couldn’t bear to see him injured.
When she finished bandaging him completely.
She withdrew her hands.
Su Jiuci just looked at her as if he didn’t care about the wound.
Rather, he was more interested in her.
On the other side, the sounds of shouting and fighting gradually diminished.
Torches were lit, and soone called out,
"All those alive, gather!!"
Su Jiuci smiled faintly and patted Su Yan’s shoulder,
"We will et again. You’ve given such a great surprise; I must get to know you better."
With that, he walked in another direction with the long knife in hand.
Soon, he disappeared into the night.
Su Yan still stood there. With no mory, she didn’t know... to which side she really belonged.
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