Chapter 21: The Scoundrel Meets His End

Song Wang’s reaction struck Su Nian as somewhat excessive. It was only a bit of swelling and bruising; hardly anything serious. What’s more, her wrist was currently held firmly in his broad palm, and the sensation sent an unfamiliar heat coursing through her.

“It’s nothing, just a minor bump—it doesn’t even count as a scratch.”

Her years at the military academy had already forged Su Nian’s heart into steel. She could bleed and sweat without shedding a single tear.