As for Moonless Cicada's words, Yue Mingxuan could only pretend not to hear them.
Still, he cared quite a bit about what Moonless Cicada had said earlier about being injured because of him.
He clearly remembered the sight from that time: Moonless Cicada covered in blood and the entire room filled with a terrifying metallic scent.
As a military medic, Yue Mingxuan had never been afraid of the smell of blood.
In fact, he was more familiar with it than most people.
How could anyone in the army avoid injuries?
Back then, his job had been to bandage wounds, apply medicine, and rescue injured soldiers.
No matter what he did, blood was always involved.
Sometimes that burning passion and bravery would be spilled in those dangerous environments and never to find its way back again.
Yue Mingxuan had never feared such things.
Yet after going so long without seeing blood, the moment he saw Moonless Cicada drenched in it again, he couldn't quite describe what he felt inside.
