Feng Yexuan's tall frame swayed slightly after taking Chu Qianli's palm strike.
A mouthful of blood surged from his lips.
Chu Qianli's eyes darkened. She had only used twenty percent of her power with that palm, intending no harm, merely to prevent him from stopping her departure.
It was impossible for him to be so severely injured! Why was this happening?
Some ailments were beyond the deduction of even the most skilled physicians.
Feng Qihe was also taken aback.
He knew for a fact that Chu Qianli's palm strike had no intention of harming anyone.
It was Feng Yexuan's heart that was wounded!
His heart was injured, and that blood was from his heart!
A golden opportunity!
Feng Qihe leaped up, his palm strike like a fierce wind, instantly enveloping Feng Yexuan.
"What are you doing?" Chu Qianli reacted sharply, but it was too late to stop him.
This damned scoundrel!
She shifted her footing, and with a bang, a bullet tore through the madness, shooting directly at Feng Qihe.
Offense was the best defense!
If she couldn't defend Feng Yexuan, she could only attack Feng Qihe.
Feng Qihe had long anticipated that this woman still harbored feelings for Feng Yexuan, otherwise, why would that palm strike have been so light?
Therefore, while making his move on Feng Yexuan, he was also guarding against Chu Qianli.
Chu Qianli had taken out some hidden weapon, but he knew he couldn't easily dodge its speed.
The internal energy under his palm instantly dissipated by more than half. He struck the ground with his palm and, using the force of the wind, shot out more than ten paces.
Yet, he still couldn't evade the bullet's attack.
The bullet grazed his arm.
Instantly, a burning pain!
"You little brat!" Feng Qihe's face turned green with rage.
Landing steadily on the ground, he watched Chu Qianli support Feng Yexuan, who had been injured by the residual force of his palm, and angrily demanded, "Are you helping him or me?"
"When did I ever agree to help you?"
Chu Qianli's expression was somber, and she glared fiercely at Feng Yexuan, "Why didn't you dodge? Are you trying to die?"
Feng Yexuan remained silent, blood silently trickling from the corner of his lips.
With a wave of his hand, he pushed her away, his gaze towards her devoid of any warmth.
Chu Qianli took a deep breath and looked at him one last time.
Then, she turned and walked towards Feng Qihe, "I'll go with you, but if you dare to scheme against him again, I'll take your life!"
"You!" Feng Qihe was so angry he almost spat blood.
A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. If she was unwilling to leave with Feng Yexuan, why would she still show him mercy?
"You joined hands with me today to injure him. Do you think he will still have any affection for you?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Chu Qianli walked to the carriage and yanked open the curtain, "Are we going or not? If not, I'll leave on my own."
"..." Feng Qihe was indeed very angry.
But the primary objective today was still to bring her to his mother.
He liked Chu Qianli, that was one reason, and another, more important reason, was that Chu Qianli now had significant utilization value for them.
"Fine! I... will let him off the hook!"
However, although Feng Yexuan appeared to be seriously injured, if he were to truly fight, Feng Qihe might not necessarily be able to defeat him if he put his mind to it.
Moreover, with Chu Qianli present, this little brat would absolutely not help him.
Feng Qihe snorted coldly, walked to the carriage, leaped onto it, and took up the reins.
The carriage quickly turned around.
Chu Qianli's heart was taut.
Just as the carriage was about to depart, Feng Yexuan's icy, bone-chilling voice echoed from behind them:
"This is the last chance this King gives you!"