Ye Chuqing carefully inspected the gauze on Fang Qingze's back, then pressed her palm against it.
Confirming that the wounds had neither ruptured nor bled, she glared at Fang Qingze in exasperation. "Can you please not be so reckless with your own body? The wound on your back is deep enough to expose your spine, and the one on your right ribs is just as bad. If I'd arrived even a little later, eating ten kidneys wouldn't have saved you! Maintaining constant vigilance is a good habit, but this is my home, and there is no danger here. With me around, no one can hurt you. Just relax and stop keeping your nerves on edge all the time."
She was angry, but not because of Fang Qingze's "ignorance of the immensity of heaven and earth." There were many things he didn't know, and he understood nothing about the Transcendent world or Desolate Beasts. But all of this had to be learned; having never been exposed to it, how could he possibly know?
Chapter 57