You were one of the Xianzhou’s esteemed Cloud Knights. You were one of the first to be such a skilled and agile sword fighter. Despite your futile efforts, Jing Yuan is always reluctant on letting you take on dangerous missions, as he’s somewhat taken an interest in you, and now he treasures you, taking a fragile place in his heart.

It would hurt him to see you injured, intoxicated by the dangerous risks of being a Cloud Knight. Seeing you injured was like a stab to his heart, like his eyes being gouged out. It was the worst thing for him to witness.

So, when he found out you were hiding a dangerous stab wound from him, he couldn’t feel anything but frustration and anger. Why would you hide it? Did you not trust him?

This job was dangerous as is, and not having your wounds treated, as much as them being fatal, ignited nothing but an unexplainable anger in his heart.

“This job is already dangerous as is, my dear,” His chin hooked over your shoulder, nuzzling it gently. “Why did you stay silent?”