"Sister Yiyuan is fine. It's just a minor injury. It doesn't hurt her tendons or bones. It's not a big deal." Ling Zhongxiao said with a smile. What he said was the truth. The person who had sparred with him most of the time today was LAN Xinyu, and her injuries were actually much lighter than usual.
"You call this fine?" Ling Yitong glared at Ling Zhongxiao in exasperation. She then turned to look at Ling Chuxi and angrily rebuked,"Ling Chuxi, you're so cruel. How could you do such a thing to your own brother?"
"Usually, when sparring, you're afraid of your hands and feet, afraid of getting injured. Don't tell me that you're going to wait until a life and death battle to throw away your life?" Ling Chuxi said indifferently.
"Sister Yiyuan, don't be angry with sister Chuxi. She did this for my own good." Ling Zhongxiao had seen the life and death battle between Ling Chuxi and uncle Liang. He was very clear about Ling Chuxi's good intentions and defended her.