"Cough cough." He coughed violently a few times, spewing out large amounts of fresh blood, staining his robe red.
"No need to leave any survivors, kill!"
As the Hidden Guard's sword rose and fell, the black-clad man's neck gushed blood, and his body fell straight back.
Shao He held Li Yun tightly and walked swiftly. If she remembered correctly, there should be a medical clinic nearby.
As expected, they soon arrived at a medical clinic, its entrance guarded by two majestic stone lions, with "Miaoxian Hall" inscribed in golden characters that seemed to dance like dragons and phoenixes.
"Miss, what medicine do you need?"
The Doctor examining patients was an old crone, looking benevolent with her kindly brows and kind eyes.
A look of urgency appeared on Shao He's face, "Please, give me an empty room. My friend has been shot by an arrow and needs treatment."
The Doctor noticed the woman in her arms and the blood on the ground and immediately instructed a boy to prepare a room.
