Chapter 1282. What path to take (3)
“Whether he is your dad or not, this question, you ought to ask your mother.” Nangong Liuyun let out a cough.
Su Luo suddenly was somewhat nervous and struggled free from his embrace. With deep concern over her face, she asked: “What’s wrong? Did your internal injuries flare up again?”
Nangong Liuyun once again coughed several times, unable to suppress it, at an angle Su Luo could not see, specks of blood went into his sleeves.
“No problem, the injury is not serious.” Nangong Liuyun’s expression was the same, with the same smile that was dazzling as the cherry blossoms in March.
“Able to endure such a berserk palm strike from that old madman, how can it not be serious? Do you take me for a fool?” Su Luo unhappily glared at him, “Quickly let me have a look at the condition of the injury.”
Without demur, Su Luo directly peeled off Nangong Liuyun’s clothes.
On the pure-white-as-jade chest, a pitch black-as-ink palm print was clearly displayed. It was a shockingly horrible sight to see.
Su Luo lightly touched the palm print, although Nangong Liuyun still continued to smile, a thin layer of sweat was on his forehead.
“Still saying there’s no problem!” Su Luo really wanted to fiercely pinch him, but also hated for him to feel pain, so had no choice but to drop it.