"Silly girl." Jun Xian walked over to Jun Wu Xie, anguish in his heart upon seeing her blood splattered dress but relieved she was safe, as he raised his hand and ruffled her hair in affection.
"Your grandfather is fine."
Jun Wu Xie blinked her eyes, and feeling the tears well up threatening to fall, she lowered her head and pushed back her tears.
Jun Xian patted Jun Wu Xie on the shoulder and looked up the wall at the Emperor who still stood trembling. "Rest assured Your Majesty, the assassins have all been rid of, and the Imperial Palace is now safe."
Jun Xian's appearance had shocked Jun Wu Xie, and had the stunned the Emperor to stare speechlessly at him.
He's alive?
