Marked the Protagonist A (Translated)

Chapter 80: Last Words

Chapter 80: Last Words

Chi Zhuo's gaze dropped, focusing on the hand that continued to drip blood.

The fingers trembled slightly from pain, a natural response of the body to suffering, but Ji Chenxi's face was calm and indifferent.

It seemed normal for a powerful alpha to be unafraid of pain; however, since they were all flesh and blood, it was impossible not to feel pain.

"Liar."

"Hmm?" Chi Zhuo's voice was too low and soft; Ji Chenxi almost thought he had misheard.

Chi Zhuo raised the injured hand and carefully wiped away the blood and dirt. He examined the wound that was still bleeding, and a sense of blockage spread from his heart to his limbs. He wiped away the blood again and asked, "Does it not hurt?"

"A bit, but not very much."

Chi Zhuo didn't say anything more. He bought a bottle of medical spray from a nearby vending robot and carefully sprayed it on Ji Chenxi's hand.

Ji Chenxi let out a soft hiss, feeling a bit of pain. The sound of discomfort barely escaped his lips before he quickly suppressed it; if Chi Zhuo hadn't been right beside him, he probably wouldn't have heard it.

"Didn't Your Highness just say it doesn't hurt much?"

Ji Chenxi looked at his injured hand again and let out another soft hiss. He lowered his eyelids, looking a bit worn out. "I feel it hurts quite a lot. I'm in so much pain, so Brother Chi Zhuo won't scold me, right?"

The blood on his hand was quickly washed away by the spray and cotton swab, even some shards of glass embedded in his flesh were carefully removed by Chi Zhuo.

The spray had some hemostatic effect, and after carefully treating the wound, only some cuts from where his fist had violently hit the glass remained.

Looking at Ji Chenxi's swollen hand, marked with tiny wounds, Chi Zhuo's gaze became increasingly obscure as his fingers lightly traced over Ji Chenxi's unharmed hand, saying softly, "I'm not scolding you, just worried about you."

Ji Chenxi fell silent for a moment, feeling somewhat at a loss. Chi Zhuo's demeanor was too serious, and because of this seriousness, it was hard to say pretty words. Ultimately, after a thousand words, he settled on, "I'm fine."

Chi Zhuo brought the injured hand to his lips, gently kissing the uninjured spot. The bitter taste of the medicine seeped through his lips into his lungs, and Chi Zhuo calmly acknowledged it.

Ji Chenxi really wasn't in trouble, but in a completely sealed room, an explosion like this could be dangerous. What if he had been a few seconds late getting out?

The other party indeed chose the most advantageous options for themselves during each danger, but it seemed a bit painful. Getting pricked by sharp needles was very painful, and smashing a solid glass was equally painful. These things weren't unavoidable; as long as he protected Ji Chenxi well enough, he wouldn't feel such anger, feeling compelled to imprison the esteemed young prince in his fortress, raising high walls and claiming the noble little prince as his own. Rationality kept reminding him that this was an alpha, not his plaything.

"Chi Zhuo?" Ji Chenxi frowned and looked at Chi Zhuo, sensing something was off about him, but he couldn't pinpoint what exactly. He simply retracted his hand and openly embraced him, saying, "I told you I'm fine."

"There's clearly something wrong. I didn't protect my little alpha well enough."

Little alpha?

Ji Chenxi couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't every little alpha facing things alone and growing up slowly? It's not like parents can accompany them in everything; every little alpha has to grow up someday."