Anything Could Be Owed, Except Favors

Yun Xi carried the medicine kit downstairs. Yun Chuhan, thinking that she would be followed by Young Marshal Mu, stood up when she heard the sound of footsteps. She didn't expect Yun Xi to be the only one coming down the stairs.

"Sister, what's going on with the Young Marshal? Was he seriously injured?"

She had just spent all the time she had been waiting for Yun Xi asking the butler tons of questions. However, the butler only answered the question of whether or not he was a butler. None of her other questions received answers.

She felt very irritated. She hadn't found out anything that she'd wanted to find out, and now she wasn't going to be able to see the Young Marshal. She'd come here in vain.

"He's okay." Yun Xi answered casually as she turned around and handed the medicine kit back to the butler. "It was nothing serious, so rest is all he needs."