In the cave, water dripped steadily, but Zhongli Que, not yet fully awake, failed to notice.
Her right hand had been pierced by an arrow, and the injury was severe. Although Gu Jun had helped treat the wound, once the medicine wore off, the pain still woke her.
Zhongli Que opened her eyes and managed to make out the person before her. He was soaked from head to toe, as if he had just crawled out of the water—a veritable water ghost.
His face was usually stern, but now his brows were tightly furrowed, making him look even more severe.
Colonel Gu?
Why was he here?
Zhongli Que furrowed her brows.
When Gu Jun saw Zhongli Que trying to prop herself up, he said in a low voice, "Don't move."
He started forward to stop her, but paused because of their respective positions. He merely explained, "Your hand is badly injured. You can't put any weight on it."
Zhongli Que tilted her head back to look at him. Her slender neck was exposed as she asked, with caution in her heart but none on her face, "Colonel Gu, why are you here?"
"I was ordered to take care of something at Shuiyang Mountain. While waiting by the cliff, I happened to see you fall." Gu Jun explained, "The people chasing you looked like Luosha Practitioners from Canhai Prefecture."
"Were they from Canhai Prefecture?" Zhongli Que's brows knitted together. Her voice softened. "I don't know."
She had seen very little. After the carriage was smashed apart, the Golden Long Snake had swatted her away with its tail, sending her straight over the cliff.
But what Zhongli Que had glimpsed in those few brief moments was enough to astonish her for a long time.
The world of the Nine Schools Techniques was