Zhao Duanming gripped the wrist of the person behind him tightly, a silent warning not to say anything he shouldn't, yet his expression remained as respectful as ever. "Miss, what brings you here?"
His peripheral vision fell upon the arrowheads scattered across the ground, and a sense of panic seized him. If the young lady had been even slightly injured, the consequences would be dire.
"I..." Pei You rubbed the tip of her nose, feeling a bit guilty, her gaze darting around the area. "I lost my footing and fell."
Chapter 82