"For real?" Zheng Xiu's expression changed as he retorted sharply.
"I speak nothing but the truth."
"Let's go!" Having learned what he needed, Zheng Xiu said quietly to Feng Bei. There was no point in asking more questions. Besides, staying here any longer would be bad for her; he could already see the burn-like scars on her face.
"Hold on!" Bai Qiuyue gasped. "You're not going to kill me?"
Zheng Xiu didn't turn back. "Why would I kill you? We have no quarrel. Judging by your age, you must have a family and children. Heal up, put all this nonsense behind you, and go home. If you're looking for a way to make a living, you can apply for a job at the Capital City Disaster Prevention Bureau."
Bai Qiuyue's face was a mask of astonishment. He stared blankly for a moment, then suddenly slapped the gushing wound on his broken leg and burst out laughing.
As he laughed, tears squeezed from the corners of his eyes, which were etched with deep crow's feet.
