Murong Jin’s sword was dripping blood. One of Pei Yan’s men lay on the ground, clutching his arm and wailing, bright red blood seeping continuously through his fingers.
Shen Mingshu had not expected Murong Jin to appear so suddenly, let alone draw his sword and wound someone. She hurriedly shot him a glance. "This is the Fourth Prince’s man. Don’t be impulsive."
Murong Jin paused, his voice low as he asked, "Why was he grabbing you?"
Chapter 125