"You're hurt?"
Seeing Yang Ziling's disheveled state and weak aura, Yang Xiao felt a strange pang in his heart, along with a trace of guilt.
'I was the one who brought this foolish woman into the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion, yet I failed to protect her.'
"Mm."
In contrast, Yang Ziling's voice was very soft.
Her head was lowered.
She fiddled restlessly with the corner of her clothes.
She had just recovered from the embarrassment of Yang Lin calling her "sister-in-law" when she saw Yang Xiao looking directly at her, and her face couldn't help but turn red again.
"Looks like you really are badly hurt."
But Yang Xiao had misunderstood.
Normally, with his Spiritual Power, he could have easily sensed Yang Ziling's thoughts. However, Yang Xiao didn't do so. In his mind, prying into another's thoughts was something one should only do to an enemy.
He would certainly never do it to a friend.
