The Discovery Of Her Low Profile

Di Fuyi was lucky that it was only a wound; the bleeding stopped very quickly. Concerned about Gu Xijiu, Di Fuyi turned his hand, which was holding hers, around and observed her hand instead. "Are you hurt at all?"

Gu Xijiu did not let go of his hand. "No," she reassured him. "I am sorry," she said hesitantly.

"Hmm?"

"Had I not moved two steps forward, it would not be agitated, and you would not be hurt," Gu Xijiu was still in remorse for what she had done.

Di Fuyi took a breath and caressed her hair gently. "Silly, do you really enjoy taking responsibility for everything? Even if you stood still, it would still see you and go into the same rampage. Perhaps, the attack would come later, but the consequence would remain the same."

Gu Xijiu was astonished. "Why did it have a grudge against me?"

Di Fuyi was equally confused. Chaos was especially triggered when it saw Gu Xijiu, like a resentment that it had from a past insult.