He Seems a Bit Dim-witted

Gu Lan felt that the "fragile" demeanor wasn't quite her style. Whenever she spoke in that tone, she had an irresistible urge to smack herself. Consequently, she failed to restrain herself. Her expression and tone took on a subtle shift, as if she was disgusted with herself. Her head lowered, hands covering the blood-soaked bandages, brows furrowed, and she remained silent.

Clad in tattered clothes and bearing wounds, her figure amidst this eerie and sinister place exuded an air of disarray. Standing there quietly, she cautiously hid the unease within her by bowing her head.

An Yiqing understood. This young man feared and simultaneously rejected his goodwill, but he couldn't bring himself to voice it.

An Yiqing's heart ached slightly, and he continued to speak gently to Gu Lan. "You don't have to be so afraid. If you're worried, you can follow us. We're good people."