Chapter 183: Chapter 180: Captain Lu’s Heartache, Anger
This scene ca unexpectedly, startlingly so.
It was just too much.
The air suddenly quietened, falling into an indescribable and delicate atmosphere.
Wen Xian staggered and fell.
She seed sowhat dumbfounded.
At that mont, a cold voice suddenly ca from above, “What are you looking at? Get up quickly.”
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Wen Xian’s face flushed imdiately, she shifted her gaze away, trying to stand up, but just then her leg had gone numb, and she had no strength to get up.
Lu Xiao kept his eyes on her, towering above, his tall figure covering hers entirely.
Wen Xian felt as if the air around her had beco thin, and just as she was about to ask for help, his voice ca from above again:
“Not getting up? Do you think you can divert my attention with other ans?”
At his words, Wen Xian’s ears burned as if on fire, she grabbed his arm, struggling to get up, and muttered through clenched teeth:
“What are you talking about, what ans would I use?”
Lu Xiao grasped her hand in return and pulled her up with a slight tug, his gaze fixed intently on her, his eyes darkening like the dusk sky.
When he spoke again, his voice had gained a husky edge, “You know it in your heart.”
Wrongly accused, Wen Xian was both embarrassed and angry, muttering softly, “I don’t know anything.”
At her words, Lu Xiao’s expression darkened slightly, “A girl shouldn’t make a habit of swearing.”
As he spoke, he turned her body around, intending to examine her forcefully.
Her forehead was injured, weakly, taking those few steps unsteadily, clearly indicating a problem.
In the tent, there was a small table; Wen Xian was forced to brace her hands on it, feeling increasingly anxious.
If he saw the wounds on her body, he would definitely—
“Lu Xiao, I…”
Before she could finish, it was too late, a sudden chill around her waist made her body tremble slightly.
She bit her lip gently, the usually fearless Wen Xian feeling sowhat embarrassed and worried at the sa ti.
Because she didn’t know what her body had turned into after that ordeal, only feeling pain and soreness in her lower back from the last tumble down the slope.
She could feel eyes staring straight at her waist from behind, her fingers unconsciously tightening on the edge of the table.
“Lu, Lu Xiao…?”
What was he looking at, why wasn’t he speaking?
As she spoke, she tried to turn around to look at him.
Her upper clothes were let down, and when she turned back, she t his gaze.
His eyes, at that mont, seed veiled in a mist, and although they were fixed on her, she couldn’t comprehend what he was thinking.
“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at like that?”
Suddenly, Wen Xian felt sothing was off.
Lu Xiao looked at her, his lips barely moving, and suddenly said, “Doesn’t it hurt?”
Upon hearing this, Wen Xian chuckled lightly, trying to sound a bit light-hearted, “It doesn’t hurt, it’s nothing. It’s just a fall—”
Before she could finish, as if trying to prove sothing, she lifted a corner of her clothes, looking down at her lower back.
But then, upon seeing it, she froze, speech instantly silenced.
Not only had her flesh turned blue along her ribs, the area she felt the most discomfort and pain in was now a massive, child’s-hand-sized bruise, seeping with traces of blood.
It looked terribly frightening.
As she watched the scene, she swallowed slightly.
When she slowly lowered her clothes, she suddenly couldn’t bear to look at the man in front of her.
“…”
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