Xiang Yuan immediately drove the car up to their location.
It wasn't until they got into the car that they realized they didn't know where to go.
"Where are we going now?" he asked, turning to the two people in the back seat.
"To his place!" Zhuo Xiangqiao pointed at Wei Ziyun next to him and said.
Upon arriving at Wei Ziyun's place, he quickly took out alcohol and cotton swabs to treat the wounds.
It wasn't until after the fight that Zhuo Xiangqiao started to ponder how he would explain the injury on his face to Lin Yue, and a trace of embarrassment filled his own expression.
After helping Zhuo Xiangqiao with his wounds, Wei Ziyun put down the items in his hands and gazed at the cuts on his face, beginning to fret.
Zhuo Xiangqiao looked at Wei Ziyun with disdain, his face twisted with annoyance like a nagging wife, and spoke up, "I'm the one who's injured, what's with that expression of yours?"
