When Yan Daoxin was mentioned, Lu Qing's face darkened as well.
Zhu Yu noticed his thoughtful expression and quickly reminded him with some concern: "You'd better not think about anything right now, and definitely don't have any plans!
The wound on your back has only just stopped bleeding and has scabbed over firmly. To recover quickly, you must rest quietly.
If you end up tearing open the wound that has just begun to heal, then I won't be able to stitch it up, and you'll be unable to move, which will really delay everything!
Did you understand?"
"Understood, madam. Don't worry. I'm not so reckless, nor will I act impulsively," Lu Qing replied, clearly seeing that Zhu Yu was genuinely worried about him, answering both decisively and sincerely.
Zhu Yu nodded in satisfaction: "Earlier, Liu Yueyao mentioned Runzhou. That Zhao Xin is...?"
