Such an injury indeed seemed minor to her; she didn't care about it at all. The medicinal powder stimulated her wound, causing her to wince in pain and draw a sharp breath. She cursed silently, "Damn bastard." After risking her life for him for so many years, he showed no mercy in his attack.
Su Qing dealt with the wound carelessly, then threw on her clothes and went straight to bed. During the past few days in the jungle, she and Eden had been pushing forward almost without rest, then she had rushed back here non-stop, without a moment's rest.
As soon as Su Qing closed her eyes, she fell asleep, but her dreams were chaotic and she was very restless. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and aimed a kick at the shadow that was approaching her.
The figure caught Su Qing's ankle in one swift move, pulled it, then released it, and flipped the switch on the wall. The room was instantly flooded with light. "Heh, still able to fight. It seems the injury isn't that serious."
