Tears welled in the girl's eyes as she stared at the man. "I don't want you to die…"
"Worriless, I won't let you die." The man gave her a comforting smile.
Before Worriless Nie could respond, Ji Xiuran asked, "Tell me, who injured you?"
"That's not important…" The girl shook her head with a smile.
"It's important to me," Ji Xiuran expressionlessly replied.
The girl's gaze landed on the middle-aged man holding a backsword earlier.
"Is that so?"
Ji Xiuran slowly stood up, his gaze landing on the middle-aged man.
"Hahaha, Ji Xiuran, haven't you grasped the situation and circumstances yet?!" The middle-aged man didn't have a trace of fear on his face as he looked at Ji Xiuran.
Ji Xiuran disappeared from his spot and reappeared next to the middle-aged man.
Swish!
Without wasting any words, Ji Xiuran uncoiled his right arm and blood sprayed into the air a second later.
