"I'm injured!" Su Wanwan immediately retorted.
"Where are you injured? Your face?"
"Get lost!"
The Tang Monk and White Dragon Horse had also returned. Seeing that she was badly hurt but still clear-headed, the Tang Monk finally truly relaxed and stepped forward, saying gently, "Miss, we have you to thank for today."
Su Wanwan froze and looked up at the Tang Monk.
The Tang Monk pressed his palms together, his expression solemn. "Had you not risked yourself to protect me, this humble monk would likely have fallen into the demon's hands. I will remember this kindness."
Su Wanwan opened her mouth, suddenly at a loss.
When she had done all that, she had never thought of making anyone owe her gratitude.
Yet hearing the Tang Monk say it so earnestly made her heart swell with warmth, her eyes stinging along with it.
"I..." she said softly. "I wasn't that amazing. It just happened to..."
"You nearly got yourself killed, and you call that 'just happened to'?" Chu Yang cut in sharply.
Su Wanwan choked on his words, and half the embarrassment that had just risen in her vanished at once. "The situation was urgent."
"No matter how urgent it was, it wasn't your turn to use yourself as a shield."
"But none of you were there!"
"So?" Chu Yang lowered his gaze to her, his eyes dark. "So you dared rush in alone?"
"What else was I supposed to do?" Su Wanwan's temper flared from his scolding. Her chest still hurt, but her voice rose despite herself. "Was I supposed to watch it chase Master? If I hadn't stopped it, what if—"
"There was no what if."
"How do you know there was no what if?!"
"Because I—"
Chu Yang stopped halfway through.
Su Wanwan froze too.
They stared at