Liang Ciqiu's action was so sudden that Jiang Nanshu was caught off guard. She was pushed to the ground, and her scabbed wound scraped against the floor, becoming bloody again, marking the pristine floor with abrupt streaks of blood.
The sword fell to the ground with a piercing clink.
Su Ran hid fearfully behind Liang Ciqiu, her delicate eyebrows knitting together, "Brother Ci Qiu..."
Liang Ciqiu had not expected his casual push to injure Jiang Nanshu. The sight of the blood made him panic for no reason, but he quickly regained composure. He was just trying to protect the person he wanted to protect; there was nothing wrong with that.
And besides, Jiang Nanshu had been targeting Su Ran from the start. He was just preventing her from hurting someone and avoiding possible dire consequences.
