Before Tang Qingyu and Ximen Tinghua, who had hurried over after hearing the commotion, could get close to the prince's manor, before Liu Xian'er could cry out—
Two more sword wounds, deep enough to expose bone, appeared on Tang Guanhai...
In an instant, blood streamed everywhere.
Tang Guanhai was so shocked he couldn't speak. Or rather, he was scared witless.
Seeing that Tang Qingyu and Ximen Tinghua's voices had already carried on the wind though they had yet to arrive, Li Dalu looked at Tang Guanhai before him and silently sighed again.
He waved a hand and said, "You can go."
"Ah!"
Coming back to her senses, Tang Ruoyu said nothing. She stepped forward, grabbed the blood-soaked Tang Guanhai, and turned to leave.
As she went, she called to Tang Qingyu, "Eldest Sister, we'll go back to the other residence first!"
In her panic, Tang Ruoyu had no time to worry that her father was gravely injured. She didn't even manage to thank Li Dalu, much less acknowledge her brother-in-law, who had just arrived.
She hurriedly led Tang Guanhai away from the gates of the prince's manor.
Just as Tang Guanhai was being led away from the manor gates, in the instant before Tang Qingyu and Ximen Tinghua's feet touched the ground...
A sharp "Pfft!" rang through the wind.
This time, Liu Xian'er finally screamed.
It was the black-clad man who had been standing beneath the tree all along, egging Tang Guanhai on to fight Li Dalu.
An elder from the Golden Hook Gambling House, a middle-aged man who had never given his name...
He clutched his throat with both hands and pitched heavily to the ground, lying in a pool of blood.
His limbs convulsed, and blood kept pouring from his seven orifices.
At death's door, the middle-aged man