Looking down at the hand extended towards him, Wu remained silent, simply lowering his head to gaze.
Bi Xia, puzzled, also lowered her head to look at her own hand, noticing it was covered in dust from when she'd been lying on the ground, picking stones, and searching for an exit. Thinking of this, Bi Xia glanced at Ji Qiutang's coat, and sure enough, there was a small handprint on it.
With a twinkle of amusement in her eyes, Bi Xia looked at Wu again and teased, "What, feeling disgusted? Then forget it."
As she was about to pull her hand back, it was grabbed by a pair of cold hands. Wu looked at Bi Xia with tension in his eyes, "I didn't mean that, it's just..."
He looked at his hand, clasped with Bi Xia's, with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty, "It's my first time shaking hands with someone using Wu's identity, feels a bit peculiar..."
