But after trying twice, both attempts failed...
Gu Qingxin angrily stomped on his foot.
Beiming Han, "..."
Gu Qingxin let go of him and started to walk away. Beiming Han hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Why are you doing heavy training with an injured hand! Do you not want your hand anymore?"
He pulled her closer to look at her injured hand, and the bandage was stained with quite a bit of blood, with the palm bandage completely soaked.
Beiming Han's expression immediately tightened. Gu Qingxin forcefully pulled her hand back and turned to leave.
"What's with this tantrum again? Just because I had Guan Yue come to the North Garden to get something today?" Beiming Han grabbed her again.
"She's not worthy!" Gu Qingxin angrily shook her off and stormed out in anger.
Beiming Han furrowed his brows tightly, and his chest heaved intensely a few times as he followed her out.
