Li Xizhou fell inexplicably silent for a while. "Don't impersonate the Sun-Swallowing Society next time."
"Huh?"
"Just remember that." Behind the Golden Mask, she seemed to roll her eyes slightly. "Spend a few days recovering first. If you have any more wildly imaginative ideas, ask me before putting them into practice... or ask Xu Chuo. Also, I've already brought Guo You to the Side Hall. Find your own way to question him tomorrow."
"Yes."
The hall fell quiet. Li Xianfang washed more than a dozen cloths before she finally wiped the young man's upper body clean, carefully applied ointment, and gave him a simple bandaging. She slipped gently off the bed, bowed to each of them, and hurried out, striving to keep her steps steady.
Only the two of them remained in the hall. Li Xizhou watched him quietly. Pei Ye inexplicably felt a little cold. With an awkward smile, he stood up, took a thin shirt from atop the cabinet, and put it on. Only then did he relax a little.
"All right, I've had my fill of looking anyway." Li Xizhou straightened indifferently, stealing one last glance at his still imperfectly covered chest.
"..." Pei Ye's hand froze in midair, his large eyes staring blankly at her.
"Your waist and abdomen are very handsome, like a silver fish. Pay a little attention when you practice martial arts from now on. Don't train them into something ugly." The Golden Mask showed little expression, and her tone was mild. "Hmm... may I touch them, Gong?"
"No!"
"All right." Li Xizhou nodded, seemingly not particularly concerned. She lowered her head, took a booklet from beside her, and set it on the table. "Xu Chuo also asked me to bring you this. She said you should have time to read it once