Qi Zhenzhen comforted her, "The skin isn't even broken, just a big swollen bump. We'll use some medicine to promote blood circulation and reduce swelling when we get back. Once it goes down, it'll be fine. Don't worry, it won't leave a scar."
"What rotten luck, to run into such a fool!" Qi Xuanxuan lamented.
The little wolf at Qi Zhenzhen's feet let out a low growl, "Awooo, the fool you're talking about is right behind you."
Qi Zhenzhen lifted the curtain and indeed saw the young man trailing the carriage from the gap.
Qi Xuanxuan also peered out.
"Second Sister, what's wrong with this person? Is he going to latch onto us? We don't even know which family he belongs to. We should really find his parents and complain, have them properly discipline him," Qi Xuanxuan said angrily.
"Although he's wearing our Great Feng attire and speaking our Great Feng language, his accent is strange. Also, he has his ears pierced. In Great Feng, there's no custom for men to pierce their ears. From this, we can infer he's likely from an outside tribe. The material of his clothes is of superior quality, and the horse he rides is a Dayuan blood-sweating steed. Such a horse is worth a thousand gold, and it's the kind that money can't buy. From these two points, his status should not be ordinary," Qi Zhenzhen analyzed. "Given his status, he shouldn't be the type to pester us, yet here he is, following us."
She paused, then looked at the saber at Qi Xuanxuan's waist. "It can only mean he truly fancies this saber."
Qi Xuanxuan quickly covered the saber. "So what if he fancies it? This was given to me by Second Sister, and I cherish it dearly. I won't give it to him no matter what."
His constant following wasn't a solution. Qi Zhenzhen had the driver halt the carriage, lifted the curtain, and asked the young man, "What exactly do you want?"
"I want that saber," the young man said persistently.
"Then let me tell you, there's no way the saber will be given to you, so stop thinking about it. Your following us like this is causing us a great deal of trouble," Qi Zhenzhen said helplessly.
"This saber was forged by the most skilled blacksmith in my tribe, and the gems inlaid on it were hand-picked by my mother. This saber is truly important to me!" the young man explained.
His implication was that the saber once belonged to him and was something very important to him.
Qi Xuanxuan was very annoyed. "You can't just claim something is yours because you like it! If it were truly important to you, wouldn't you cherish it dearly? How could it have ended up in my hands? You should leave now. If you continue to follow, I will truly call for people to report you to the authorities."
"I do cherish it dearly; I never parted with it. But I was pursued and lost many things, including this saber. I'm not lying to you. You can draw the saber; my name, Amuer, is engraved on the blade," the young man said urgently.
Qi Xuanxuan was very fond of the saber. After Qi Zhenzhen gave it to her, she had examined it closely and naturally knew those three characters were on the blade.
Therefore, this Amuer was not lying.
"Even if you say this saber used to be yours, so what? It's mine now. I didn't steal it or rob it, so you can't have it back. Right, Second Sister?" Qi Xuanxuan asked Qi Zhenzhen.
Qi Zhenzhen nodded. "I bought this saber from a traveling merchant in a small border town of our Great Feng."
"See? We acquired this saber through legitimate means. If you really like it, you can always have your mother get you another one," Qi Xuanxuan said, feeling a little guilty, and offered a suggestion.