"Just some superficial wounds. It's nothing."
Fang Han said calmly.
Yun Qianyue's gaze fell on the tattered parts of Fang Han's clothes and the dried bloodstains. Her brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
She said nothing more, simply turning and walking toward the camp.
Fang Han followed behind her.
When they reached Fang Han's tent, Yun Qianyue stopped and took a small Jade Box from her robes, handing it to him.
"This is Snow Skin Jade Dew Cream. It works wonders for healing injuries."
Her voice was flat, as if she were merely stating a fact.
Fang Han glanced at the Jade Box, then looked back at Yun Qianyue.
Yun Qianyue's eyes were as cold as ever, but deep within them, there seemed to be a faint trace of... concern?
He didn't refuse, reaching out to accept it. "Thank you."
Yun Qianyue shook her head slightly but said nothing.
She stood there, showing no intention of leaving.
Fang Han looked at Yun Qianyue, a little puzzled.
