Prince Xuan!
Standing before Chu Minghao was none other than Prince Xuan!
The guards of Prince Yu’s mansion scrambled back in fear.
Feng Yexuan glanced at the torches in their hands and raised his hand.
“Your… Your Highness.” Jing Ri finally managed to stand up, walking slowly behind Feng Yexuan.
“They… they were going to burn down the entire village!”
Feng Yexuan’s eyes darkened as he surveyed Jing Ri’s injuries.
Two sword wounds, blood still gushing. Since the wounds were not in the same place, he didn’t know which one to cover.
He was gravely injured!
“Go inside and find that woman to bandage you.”
“Your Highness… Yes! Your subordinate will go… inside now.” Jing Ri knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.
Although he wished to fight alongside his Prince, if he stayed, he would most likely only be a burden.
Furthermore, his Prince was always a deity in everyone’s hearts. Just standing there was like a towering tree, sheltering everyone.
It filled them with a sense of security.
Jing Ri gritted his teeth, forcing himself to walk towards the sick ward.
Chu Minghao was still spitting blood. Even with Gui Tong supporting him, he couldn’t stand.
His body was weak, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
But he was unwilling!
He stared fixedly at Feng Yexuan, his fingertips trembling, his face filled with resentment.
Why was he unharmed? Wasn’t it said that he had even removed his mask? Why wasn’t he infected?
Why was heaven so unfair!
“Kill him!”
Chu Minghao gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling, unsure if it was from his severe injuries or from anger.
“Whoever kills him, this young master… this young master will reward him… reward…”
Feng Yexuan took a step forward.
Chu Minghao immediately felt a powerful force pressing against him.
His chest was crushed once more, and he suddenly opened his mouth, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Then, he closed his eyes and completely fainted.
“Young Master!” Gui Tong supported him, and upon seeing his complexion, panicked completely. “Someone! Someone! Call a doctor! Someone!”
Prince Yu’s mansion had brought their own doctor. Although there weren’t enough people outside, Chu Minghao would never treat himself poorly.
As the doctor rushed over, Gui Tong and he looked at the young master. Seeing his complexion, the doctor was also terrified.
“Quick! Quick, take him inside, quickly!”
Gui Tong, however, looked at Feng Yexuan, who was still standing against the wind, with a heart full of dread, fearing he might approach again.
He had thoroughly experienced the power of Prince Xuan; he was completely unable to resist him.
Chu Minghao’s face was ashen, looking as if… as if he was about to die!
“Prince Xuan, today’s matter was merely a misunderstanding. When we return… after we return…”
If Feng Yexuan did not release them, he would not be able to take Chu Minghao away. At this moment, he could only beg Prince Xuan to show mercy.
Otherwise, the young master might not survive!
Unexpectedly, before Gui Tong could finish speaking, Feng Yexuan let out a cold snort and ignored them.
He didn’t even spare them a glance.
Feng Yexuan looked at the guards still holding torches, his voice indifferent yet filled with killing intent, “I want to see who has the guts to dare harm innocent civilians!”
Seeing this, Gui Tong quickly helped the unconscious Chu Minghao and took the opportunity to leave.
Feng Yexuan’s cold eyes fixed on the guards, his palm tightening.
With an extremely chilling palm strike, he instantly extinguished at least half of the torches in the guards’ hands.
The remaining people retreated one after another.
In the distance, countless people were surging towards them.
Xi Jiu saw this and his heart was instantly filled with unease. “Your Highness, the villagers are coming! If they know the guards were going to set fire and kill people, I fear they will riot!”