"Lu Xiaodao."
As soon as Wu Tong reached Ruan Jing, he glanced at Chen Zhuo with astonishment in his eyes, then leaned close to Ruan Jing and whispered.
"The youngest of the Three Blades of the Blood Blade Gang?"
Ruan Jing sucked in a sharp breath. Still reeling from the shock, he quietly gave Wu Tong a grateful look.
"See? I told you that baleful star was not to be provoked."
The Blood Blade Gang's leader had three sons, known as the Gang's Three Blades.
Lu Xiaodao was the youngest of them.
Though young, he had exceptional talent and bone structure. With the Blood Blade Gang's resources poured into him, he had already undergone blood refinement at an early age.
His two older brothers' martial cultivation was even more unfathomable. The reputation of the Lu family's Three Blades throughout Baiyun County was every bit as great as that of the three brothers of Sun Mansion.
"That was fucking terrifying."
Ruan Jing and Wu Tong exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes.
How much strength did it take to fling a martial artist at the pinnacle of Body Refining so far, as if he were a sandbag?
"Wu Xiaodao still hasn't moved. Looks like even if he's not dead, he's lost half his life."
Ruan Jing's mind raced. He hurriedly instructed the people behind him, "Carry those two to Huichun Hall... No, Wu Tong, your family knows Doctor Wu there. Go yourself."
Wu Tong was taken aback, but quickly caught on and hurriedly replied,
"Chen... Young Master Chen, I'll go to Huichun Hall and fetch Doctor Wu right away."
Without waiting for Chen Zhuo to respond, he gave Ruan Jing a long look and turned to leave.
He hurried off, not daring to slacken for a moment.