บท 890: What Happens in the Snowfield... (4)

"Are you trying to kill yourself?!" Tossing a dead deer on the ground, Jun Linyuan crouched down and wiped the blood off the wall.

Feng Wu looked up Jun Linyuan and she sounded concerned when she asked, "Are you injured?"

Jun Linyuan snorted. "Like that's news to you. I fight, I get injured."

Feng Wu said, "But according to Feng Xun, you never fight. You only beat people up."

Jun Linyuan rolled his eyes. "Heh."

Feng Wu asked in an earnest tone, "Do you feel unwell?"

Crouching down, Jun Linyuan looked into her eyes. She couldn't decipher the look on his face.

"Is this your way of showing your concern for me?"

Concern? Feng Wu didn't think she was concerned for him.

"I'm already injured and you're all that I can count on. I'll be helpless if you're down," Feng Wu said honestly.

Then, to Feng Wu's surprise, Jun Linyuan's face turned livid.

His eyes seemed to spit fire, which could burn her to ash!