A glint flashed in her amber eyes. Wuyou paused for a moment, then gently loosened the hem of her robe and straightened her cuffs. Her wicked and charming smile returned. "How could Wuyou bear to see Master bear such a bad reputation?"

Hearing this, Bi Xie felt somewhat comforted.

It wasn't for nothing that I raised the boss for so many years; she still cares about her as her master.

After a moment of reflection, Bi Xie walked towards the waterfall. The big boss had attacked too quickly, and even she hadn't had time to react. Wen Zhu probably wouldn't have noticed either.

Fortunately, Wen Zhu is still young. Even if he has some doubts, the peak masters of the various peaks will not believe his judgment without evidence.

Besides, Wuyou's identity had been confirmed by Chongyu Tianzun.

Thinking of this, Bi Xie felt a little relieved.

The handsome young man quietly watched the woman's slender and graceful back. His beautiful, thin lips curled up in a half-smile, and his disdainful gaze held both arrogance that disregarded everyone and a sharpness that commanded control.

Wuyou was right. Wenzhu was not dead, but he was not far from it. He had five or six broken ribs and his dantian was also severely damaged. When Bixie rescued him, he was on the verge of death.

Bi Xie gave Wen Zhu all the precious healing pills, but Wen Zhu still did not wake up. She could only continue to stay by his side, infusing him with spiritual energy to maintain his spiritual life.

In the middle of the night, the door was pushed open, and Wuyou looked at her pitifully, clutching her blankets. "Master, I can't sleep without you. My senior brother won't die. Will you sleep with me?"

Looking at the handsome young man's messy black hair and his slightly loose chest that revealed most of his smooth skin, Bi Xie could already imagine how many times he had tossed and turned in bed.

My little one has never been a good sleeper since she was little. I always keep her up for half the night, and she only goes to sleep obediently after I give her a goodnight kiss.

Bi Xie was also a little tired, but the spiritual energy in Wen Zhu's body was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, so she couldn't leave. She turned to look at the handsome young man who was holding the quilt and looking at her expectantly, and whispered, "Wu You'er, be good, stop making a fuss, go to sleep, your master won't be going back tonight."

"Master is with Senior Brother but not Wuyou'er?" His obsidian-like clear eyes suddenly became unsettled.

"Your senior brother is injured. How about Master spends time with Wuyou'er tomorrow?" The little darling is getting harder and harder to coax as he grows up, and Bi Xie is exhausted.

"Not good." Her crimson lips curled up in a sarcastic smile, carrying a hint of arrogance. "Every day, every moment, every second of Master's life belongs to me. Master's memory is really bad. Wuyou said that, apart from Wuyou, whoever Master favors, I will destroy!"

"Does Master want Senior Brother to die?"

Bi Xie felt a chill run down her spine; she knew that the villainous boss with a blackening value of 95 points was not joking.

He was a man who always did as he pleased, and killing Wen Zhu was as simple as crushing an ant in his eyes.

Bi Xie hesitated for a moment, then his finger was suddenly beckoned. Wen Zhu had woken up sometime earlier; his gentle, handsome face was a little pale. He was startled for a moment when he saw Wu You, then slowly looked at Bi Xie, coughing as he called out, "Master—Master—"

"Awake? Do you want some water?" A hint of joy appeared on Bi Xie's cold face. Seeing Wen Zhu struggling to sit up, he said urgently, "Don't move, your injuries are serious."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhu glanced at Wu You with a wistful look, pursed his lips, and lowered his head, letting Bi Xie help him lean against the soft pillow.

Bi Xie had expected Wen Zhu to ask all sorts of questions after waking up, but to his surprise, Wen Zhu didn't ask anything. She looked very tired, took another Li Gu Dan, and then went to sleep.