"What's wrong with your face?" Song Lingyun quickly walked to the table and looked at Lin Haizhi nervously.
Seeing that Song Lingyun was still pretending to care about him, Lin Haizhi's lips curled into a bitter and mocking smile. "It's nothing. I just had an accident while cultivating."
Previously, when Lin Haizhi was cultivating, he would sometimes accidentally hurt himself. Song Lingyun heaved a sigh of relief. "In that case, you'll be fine after recuperating."
Hearing Song Lingyun's casual words, Lin Haizhi was furious.
After what happened last night, his mind was much clearer.
It seemed that every time he was injured, her attitude was so casual.
It seemed like she didn't care about his life at all.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Lingyun's hand. He stared at her coldly. "If Shen Liu'an was injured, would you still be so nonchalant?"
