Lan Fan sent out a palm strike.
Although he had expended a considerable amount of his power to forge a life-and-death pact with Chu Qianli, after resting for over an hour, his power had recovered by at least half.
However, he never expected that his palm strike would be utterly meaningless before the opponent.
With a boom, Lan Fan was sent flying back, crashing against the stone wall before falling heavily to the ground.
He was so dizzy that a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from his lips.
A tall, slender figure landed steadily within their sight. The person had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and an exceptionally handsome appearance. It was none other than Feng Yexuan.
Feng Yexuan intended to strike Lan Fan again, but his gaze fell upon the woman sitting on the ground, who also opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He paid no mind to Lan Fan, striding over and supporting Chu Qianli. "How are you?"
Chu Qianli was in immense pain, her body feeling as if it had been severely battered. The agony was so intense she couldn't even speak.
Blood trickled from the corner of her lips.
Seeing her vomit blood, Feng Yexuan's heart ached. He then looked at Lan Fan, killing intent flashing in his eyes. "I will kill you!"
"No..." Chu Qianli clutched his collar.
Lan Fan, having finally managed to get up, saw the true qi gathering in Feng Yexuan's palm. He said hoarsely, "If you kill me, she... this girl will also not live!"
These words were almost a roar!
If he didn't clarify the situation, he feared the barbaric Prince Xuan would truly strike him dead with a single blow!
"I and she... forged a life-and-death pact. If I die, she will also... die."
"You expect me to believe that?"
Yet, as soon as Feng Yexuan uttered these words, he saw Lan Fan unable to hold back and spit out another mouthful of blood.
What unsettled him was that Chu Qianli also coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Dead woman, you..." Feng Yexuan pulled her into his embrace.
This woman's body was already delicate and frail. Now, she was so cold as if devoid of any warmth.
"Heh, you think your injuries were caused by me?"
Lan Fan struggled to steady his breathing, leaning against the stone wall as he slowly straightened his body.
"The one who injured her is you, Prince Xuan!"
Feng Yexuan looked at Chu Qianli.
Although Chu Qianli couldn't speak, she nodded earnestly.
She had only heard Lan Fan speak of the life-and-death pact before and didn't fully understand its power.
But now, she saw it clearly, understood it perfectly!
Because when Feng Yexuan had sent Lan Fan flying earlier, she had simultaneously felt the pain of the palm strike on her own body.
Every impact as Lan Fan crashed against the stone wall and fell to the ground was felt by her.
It truly hurt!
Feng Yexuan's palm tightened instantly.
However, the grip around her was light, as if he were afraid of hurting her.
"I'll take you back for treatment." As for the life-and-death pact, he didn't yet know what it truly was.
But judging by Chu Qianli's current condition, she was in a very bad state.
Chu Qianli remained silent. After being picked up by him, she closed her eyes.
Her entire body was exhausted and aching.
Though she was reluctant to admit it, she had to concede that with him around, she felt a sense of peace.
It was as if by entrusting everything to him, she could be free of worries.
"I want to... sleep a bit," she said hoarsely.
"Alright." Feng Yexuan didn't notice how incredibly gentle his "alright" was at this moment.
Chu Qianli, however, did.
This man... was rarely so soft, and rarely did his voice carry a tone of tenderness.
Perhaps being injured wasn't entirely without its benefits. At least now, he wouldn't argue with her.