"It's good that she's no longer in serious danger." Sikong Wuyou thought, the injury was on her abdomen, and there would surely be a scar in the future.
Furthermore, considering the severity of the wound that day, the knife injury was probably not minor. A girl injured in this way might not be beloved by her future husband's family.
After all, it was because of his involvement.
Sikong Wuyou slightly turned his head, signaling Bai Su to present the gift in his hand, he said, "The target of the assassin that day was me, but your sister got involved. The past few days have had incessant rain, making the mountain roads impassable. It's been inconvenient for me to visit, hence the delay. This is a small token of apology for your sister, and I hope it won't be despised."
"This humble one dares not." Gao Mutou kneeled again and hesitantly spoke, "However, this gift cannot be accepted by me. I hope you can take it back, sire."
