"In this world, there are no eternal enemies or allies, only interests. Interests always appear and disappear with time. Some things need not be said too definitively. Aren't you certain you can see through my facade? Haven't you thought of healing your own leg?"
Qin Yu's words were cold and sharp, the final sentence abrupt, as if repaying the other.
Li Qixi's eyes paused slightly, her beautiful eyelids gently trembling, "Those who heal do not save themselves, perhaps it depends on fate, but it could also be insufficient ability. Is Mr. Mo Bai afraid I can't help heal your wounds?"
Qin Yu: "I haven't thought about it, and perhaps you haven't either."
Li Qixi smiled, "That may not be the case."
Qin Yu withdrew his hand, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, "Are we done?"
Li Qixi smiled, "Yes, but please wait a moment, I still need to see some others. After I finish, the Lord of Hechuan will probably lift the illusion."
Qin Yu nodded, "Please go ahead."
