"How are you, are you okay?" Ye Zheng asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
As Ye Zheng's finger touched the bruise on Yang Xiao's face, Yang Xiao winced in pain and complained with a grimace, "I miscalculated, didn't expect this Song Xin to hit so hard!"
"Be content. With the way you spoke, it's light enough that she only hit you once." Ye Zheng said.
"And you have to consider the era's background; with what you said, it also deals quite a blow to the young lady's reputation, I heard she hasn't had a boyfriend yet." Ye Zheng added.
Clutching his injured spot, Yang Xiao grimaced but admitted, "I was out of line this time, but I had no choice. I'm still young, bearing heavy duties from the Patrol Defense Office, I can't die, and I don't want to cause trouble for Song Xin."
