Trouble
Editor: Atlas Studios
It was fine if she did not mention this, but once she did, Nan Jinshu was even more frustrated.
Actually, it was a very minor wound—just a scratch on his skin that showed some faint bloodstains—and it would recover after a day or two. However, it constantly reminded Nan Jinshu of the humiliation he suffered from Chu Liuyue!
He touched his neck and coldly grunted. "If you don't want trouble, you better move away right now! If not, I don't dare to guarantee that there won't be more wounds on your body!"
This was a plain threat.
He couldn't beat Chu Liuyue, but he could definitely handle Mu Hongyu, who was just a true god.
However, Mu Hongyu was not frightened by his words at all.
Looking at the man who flew into a rage out of humiliation in front of her, Mu Hongyu blinked. "Master Nan, why are you so angry? Could it be… that our Liuyue gave you this wound?"