Ethan remembered seeing Long Chenxi with Ye Manwen in the castle that night and wanted to tell Shen Bingqing, but after much deliberation, he still decided not to say anything.
Now she's already so haggard; she can't take much more of a blow.
"He didn't answer my call!"
He clenched her hand tightly: "Don't worry. He's probably busy. Once he's done, he'll naturally call you back."
"Hmm! I know!" In truth, Shen Bingqing had already lost hope deep down...
Ethan quickly noticed Shen Bingqing's elbow covered in dirty blood, her palm also stained with blood, and her knees scraped, "You're hurt too? Come, let me see!"
"It's nothing, just a minor scrape, a bit of skin broken, no big deal!"
"How can it be no big deal? Even a small injury can be troublesome if it gets infected!"
