Yun Mu waved his hand, but his face was devoid of any color, his hand tightly pressing against his lower abdomen. Lin Fangyun could clearly see the shockingly fresh blood flowing from between the fingers.
"Yun Mu, are you injured?" As a police officer, Lin Fangyun was no stranger to blood, having seen even more gruesome scenes herself.
But now it was Yun Mu who was injured, and to some extent, because of her own involvement. It was impossible for Lin Fangyun not to be anxious.
Yun Mu waved his hand again, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
He wasn't feigning toughness; he knew the severity of his own injuries better than anyone.
In fact, the abdominal wound was just some superficial skin trauma, inflicted by Zhongtian's Sword Qi while he was in mid-air.