Gu Xijiu did not know what to say. She was, indeed, a rational woman. In fact, she could easily find many reasons to keep him and Yun Qingluo far, far away but it would not be practical right now. Speaking of which, she actually thought that his attire was a little odd today. The way he dressed seemed quite familiar, like someone she once knew.
She was mad at him before they met in the poisonous swamp. But seeing him in this attire managed to calm her down. She even had a sudden urge of rushing into his arms, just to indulge herself in his embrace. Certainly, she managed to suppress the urge. However, she could not help but stare at the headband that he had visibly placed on his forehead.