Ji Yuan wouldn't have any romantic thoughts towards Du Wanyi.
Especially when he saw the ghastly wound on Du Wanyi's right leg, he was somewhat taken aback.
The wound didn't seem old, it must have been inflicted recently.
Even though it has healed now, the twisted, centipede-like scar can still be seen.
Judging by its location, if it had been deeper or higher,
Du Wanyi's entire right leg would have been severed.
"Second Sister, how did you get such a severe injury?"
If the external injuries are this severe, then what about internal injuries?
There was no need to mention more.
Du Wanyi lowered her skirt and replied with a bitter smile, "I was guarding the Spirit Vein in Tianxuan Mountain, and within a short span of three years, I faced five attacks from the Demon Dao. It's already a miracle that I'm alive."
"Those damned Demon Dao."
Ji Yuan slammed the table in anger, but didn't dare to use too much force.
