"I am strong enough to carry Yun Hao's tall body out all by myself," I told the remaining two bodyguards, "Bring that opened box with you."
"Yes, Miss Su." Yun Hao must have arranged everything in advance; the bodyguards obediently followed my commands.
Leaving the villa, it was already deep into the night.
To protect Bai Yinman, Han Dai, and the little zombie demon in the car, the Maybach had already been driven away.
But another car came to meet us, from which an old butler came down to help support us, "Are you Miss Su Wan? I am Young Master Yun's butler. Did you and Young Master Yun encounter a terrorist attack? How did Young Master Yun... sustain such serious injuries?"
"No time to talk more, we must leave. Yun Hao, where did you take Han Dai and Bai Yinman?" I helped Yun Hao onto the RV, pressing my palm against his alarming sword wound.
The wound was deep, piercing through his body.
Both the ground and my hands were covered in Yun Hao's chilling blood.
That old man only suffered a flower hairpin I had driven into his shoulder—I really let him off too easy.
Before the butler could answer, Yun Hao cracked a smile, "Go to a... a residence of mine in the suburbs, it's very hidden."
"You're still smiling, with such a serious injury. If something happens..." I frantically wrapped the white Cultivation Spiritual Healing Strip firmly around his wrist, feeling a dull pain in my chest. He had finally rejuvenated with a new body, if he disbursed his power now.
We would truly be left with nothing, having a chance at reincarnation was already one in a million.
"Starting navigation: Heading to Deep Pool Hospital," a cold voice announced from the front, indicating the butler had started to drive us towards the hospital.vIt seemed the old butler was completely unaware of Yun Hao's true identity. What was the use of Yun Hao going to the hospital at this time? "Butler Grandpa, don't go to the hospital, go to Yun Hao's hidden residence."
"But Master Yun is seriously injured; if we don't go to the hospital to stop the bleeding, it might endanger his life..." the old butler expressed his concern.
Weakly, Yun Hao responded to the old butler, "Do as Miss Su Wan says."
"Yun Hao, just hang in there. When we get back to the residence, I will make you a garment, a Cultivation Spiritual Garment." I had no confidence in my heart; the Bronze Sword's Sharp Metal Aura possessed Demon Breaking Power.
It was incredibly effective against Yun Hao's demonic power. I genuinely feared he would not withstand it.
Tears uncontrollably streamed down one after another. The price he paid to help me reincarnate was too great; he actually risked his life for me.
Yun Hao could no longer hold on, his eyelids dropping, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his head resting on my shoulder.
His fingertips caught one of my tears just as it fell, curving his lips slightly, "I am alright."
"Don't talk, Yun Hao. Regulate your breathing, focus on your breath control, and do not fall asleep," I admonished him softly.
"Understood."
Yun Hao maintained his composure through it all, not letting his Snake Tail appear, although through his collar and cuff, one could see his body densely covered in emerging Snake Scales.
The self-control required to refrain from letting the Snake Scales appear in visible places while in front of others.
Along the way, the trees had mostly shed their leaves, leaving only bare branches behind.
That bustling cityscape now seemed forlorn and desolate.
As the car drove into the suburbs, we entered a lush forest of pines and cypresses, their vibrant green spires pointing straight to the sky like vigorous warriors.
Unexpectedly, there was such a place in the suburbs of City B, and Yun Hao had his own piece of land here.
"Master Yun, Miss Su, we have arrived."
With the butler's prompt, the car stopped in front of an old-style Republican-era western house surrounded by a dense pine forest.