Holding No Resentment

With a smile, Shangguan Ru finally turned around and looked the Dragon King who was standing in shadow dead in the eye. "So is this what it feels like to be your enemy?"

Gu Shenwei walked out of the shadows. Standing five steps away from her, he shook his head and replied, "No. I don't regard you as an enemy."

Shangguan Ru squinted and peered at him for a while before asking, "Did the wound in your mouth heal?"

When they had parted last in the Royal Court, Shangguan Ru had bitten his lip very hard. After that, many people had given Gu Shenwei a confused gaze, but even Old Man Mu didn't dare to ask any questions.

He raised his hand and stroked his lip lightly. "Just a superficial injury."