"Yan Lin, we've had many misunderstandings in the past… So, I hope that if there's anything, we can talk openly and avoid any further misunderstandings," Chu Baihan said as she slowly walked toward him.
Her gaze was firm as she looked at him. Tonight, she had to get an answer.
When she was at the Hunting Ground, she had sensed that something was off with his emotions.
Hearing her words, Yan Lin's eyes darkened.
He pursed his lips…
It wasn't that he didn't want to talk.
Rather…
He didn't know if revealing Nan Li's origins would hurt her.
Just as he was still silent, Chu Baihan suddenly exclaimed, "My hand hurts so much."
"What's wrong?"
Yan Lin's heart immediately skipped a beat.
He quickly cradled her hands and asked anxiously, "Did you hurt your wound? I will find Tang Zishen right away."
As he said this, he turned to leave to find someone.
