I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 29

Shang Can might have been stunned for a full five seconds before finally realizing the situation before her.

Yun Duan continued to look at her quietly, her expression indifferent, yet there was an unyielding stubbornness about her.

To be honest, Shang Can felt that Yun Duan was intentionally saying something to provoke her. But recalling what Wang Yue had just said, Shang Can still felt uneasy. She hurriedly grabbed Yun Duan's hand and asked, "Are you... angry?"

Yun Duan lowered her eyelids, neither pulling away nor responding.

"If you're angry with me, I'll apologize, but what exactly is going on right now—" Shang Can hesitated for a moment, then continued, "What did you do? Why did Master say you have to stay here for a few days too?"

"I just said, I went and hit someone as well. Don't you believe me, Sister?"

With a calm tone, Yun Duan gently pulled her hand out of Shang Can's grasp, walked to the head of the bed, and picked up a bottle of medicine from the table. "Sister, take off your outer robe; it's time for your medicine."

"Take off what outer robe? That's a clever way to dodge the question."

Setting aside whether those five people were on high alert after being beaten by Shang Can yesterday—since they had already been beaten so badly, Yun Duan couldn't possibly go after them again.

Shang Can didn't care about this aspect. She had always adhered to a principle of settling scores—she wouldn't concern herself with whether she was bullying the weak or not. By that reasoning, she was already completely "bullying the weak" when she attacked those ordinary disciples. But Shang Can had no sense of reflection; who told them to provoke her when they were weaker than her?

But Yun Duan was different. She was a thoroughly good child, the most fitting representation of a virtuous and upright cultivator in the eyes of others. Her intentions were pure; even if she were framed, she would only think of responding in a dignified manner, unable to consider attacking someone who was already injured.

With a soft sigh, Shang Can walked directly to Yun Duan, took the medicine bottle from her hand, and placed it back on the table, neither too lightly nor too heavily.

"What's going on?"

Her voice was soft, her tone gentle, as she slowly reached out to grasp Yun Duan's fingertips, her movement as delicate as if she were capturing a butterfly.

"Yun Duan isn't telling me the truth anymore."

Seeing that Yun Duan averted her gaze slightly but had no intention of pulling away from her hand, Shang Can gently held Yun Duan's hand again, her tone carrying a layer of grievance, her bright eyes, as beautiful as peach blossoms in March, dimming appropriately.

"Yun Duan isn't being obedient."

The hand that Shang Can held noticeably stiffened, and as she felt the person in front of her take a light breath, Shang Can swiftly wrapped her arm around Yun Duan's waist, preventing her from turning to leave.

The person in her arms was soft and delicate, her slender body trembling slightly. With her arms around Yun Duan from behind, Shang Can couldn't see Yun Duan's expression but heard her voice, rarely wavering, as she spoke.

"Clearly it was... Sister who..."

Yun Duan's usually steady voice trembled slightly, her shoulders tensed, but she was unavoidably held in Shang Can's embrace. She made a few feeble attempts to struggle, but her movements were weak and easily stopped by Shang Can.