Nangong Ruyue nodded, "He's in the intensive care unit right now, still hasn't gotten past the critical stage."
"Impossible! I struck precisely, hitting the vital spot; he shouldn't have survived!"
Xiao Zexin couldn't believe it.
He was very familiar with the structure of the human body and could make an accurate strike even with his eyes closed, let alone at that critical moment.
Nangong Ruyue sighed, "Perhaps he really is that lucky."
"I guess his heart is misplaced."
"What?"
Xiao Zexin was even more convinced of his guess, "Maybe Nangong Xu's heart was misplaced, which is why my stab didn't hit his atrium."
"Maybe that's the case indeed."
"Is he really destined not to die?" Xiao Zexin was somewhat dejected. He had risked everything to assassinate him, and it ended in failure, so it's hard to say he wasn't upset.
Nangong Ruyue comforted him, "Don't be discouraged too early. He's still not out of danger yet, and he might not make it past this."
