Nie Li couldn’t help being amused at Xiao Yu’s sulky attitude. He never expected the situation to turn out like this. He’d always thought of Xiao Yu as a man, who knew that she had hidden the truth so well.
It was probably related to the inscription patterns on her chest.
Nie Li looked at Xiao Yu and asked, “How are your wounds?”
The scenes from earlier flashed across Xiao Yu’s mind. She turned away with with her face boiling.
“I’m fine,” Xiao Yu answered quietly.
“That’s good!” Nie Li nodded, “Since your wounds are already healed, then let’s go back!”