Fortunately, JI Chunyuan had seen through the barbarian tribe's plot and successfully guarded the dragon vein.
"I'm sorry," Si Fuqing murmured. "Things are complicated, and I haven't figured everything out yet. I didn't want to burden you since you're already very busy."
Yu Xiheng sighed, well aware that she rarely considered her own needs. "In the future, if you encounter any trouble, remember to tell me."
"Got it, got it," Si Fuqing replied, making an OK gesture. "Now, let's go solve the problem."
Yu Xiheng nodded, a thought striking him suddenly as he smiled. "Do you want to 'rub my luck'?"
He understood now that her previous unusual behavior referred to "rub" on his luck.
Rubbing, meant rubbing off his luck.
Cunning girl.
Si Fuqing was momentarily speechless.
She couldn't shake the feeling that once things were laid bare, he had become even black-hearted.