Qingmei quickly shook her head.
Disregarding her own well-being, she pulled out a handkerchief to gently wipe the blood from the corner of Chu Ping's mouth.
"You're hurt!"
There weren't many people from the Xiu Luo Envoy, but they still managed to gain the upper hand through their exceptional skills.
Nonetheless, Chu Ping still was wounded.
His temper flared, and he cursed harshly, fought fiercely, causing the group of Imperial Guards to beat him mercilessly.
Fortunately, Chu Ping was not one to be trifled with, and the Imperial Guards suffered even more injuries on their side!
He only had a bruise at the corner of his eye and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Seeing Qingmei's worried and bloodshot eyes, Chu Ping held her face, his voice gentle and calm as he reassured her, "It's nothing, nothing at all! Just a minor injury. Didn't I survive when my bones were broken for Guoguo before? Don't worry, don't scare the child in your belly."
