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Seeing Wu Ming again, Baili Xia felt unsure of her emotions.

On one hand, he just saved her; she felt grateful but also shaken.

On the other hand, seeing Wu Ming brought a bit of awkwardness.

Last time, she indeed spoke too harshly, but it was out of helplessness that she said things that hurt him.

At that time, her own heart felt completely dead.

Here, fighting alone without friends or anyone to rely on, it truly was hopeless…

Wu Ming said nothing, simply lifted his eyes to look at Baili Xia.

This delicate face was so near, so beautiful, hard to part with.

But how many chances will there be to watch closely in the future?

They just stared at each other, neither moving.

After a while, Baili Xia suddenly reacted, quickly raised her hand to push Wu Ming’s chest and stood up.

“Thank you,” she said.

Wu Ming pressed his palm into the ground and casually got up as well.

He nodded slightly, then hoarsely said, “Be careful in the future, don’t go to dangerous places again.”

When he spoke, the concern in his eyes was evident.

Baili Xia responded with a hum, lowered her head, and started cleaning herself.

Just now, she had rolled on the ground a few times, and there was lots of dust and grass on her body.

After a few casual pats, suddenly, she discovered there were some bloodstains at her waist.

She hurriedly checked herself and found no pain.

If she’s not injured, then this bloodstain…

She looked up at Wu Ming, who was still standing there indifferently, his gaze set far away.

“Are you hurt?” Baili Xia asked.

Wu Ming’s brow slightly raised, surprised that this girl noticed the injury.

He said lightly, “A small injury from before.”

“Small injury?” Baili Xia frowned.

So much blood, how could it be a small injury?

She looked at Wu Ming’s body, but he was dressed in black, and it was hard to see where the bleeding was coming from.

Baili Xia walked up to Wu Ming and finally saw that his sleeve had a tear.

Threads of blood seeped along the clothes, trickling down his hand, dripping to the ground.

It was this spot that left blood stains when he held her at the waist earlier.

Seeing his arm still bleeding, Baili Xia’s heart tightened.

“Did you get hurt while catching me just now?”

Wu Ming seemed to be thinking about something, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

“Impossible,” Baili Xia refuted immediately.

The ground here is all grass, falling from above would only injure bones and tendons, not cause such a deep wound.

It’s more likely that he got injured while carrying out a task for Uncle.

Their work always came with constant risks, getting hurt was ordinary.

But being injured, why would he come to the back mountain instead of getting bandaged first?

Baili Xia walked over, intending to take Wu Ming’s hand.

Wu Ming dodged to the side, avoiding her.

“Let me see.”

“It’s nothing, just a minor wound.”

Seeing Wu Ming dodge, Baili Xia was stunned, a trace of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Perhaps, Wu Ming had grown distant from her.

In that case, there was no need to insist.

She raised her eyes to meet Wu Ming’s, saying calmly, “You saved me; how would you like me to repay you?”

Wu Ming’s brow furrowed, and his gaze suddenly turned cold, landing on Baili Xia, his entire aura chilling instantly.

Seeing him silent, Baili Xia continued, “I don’t want to owe you anything. Tell me, what do you want? As long as I can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you.”

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