Inspection Office.
Jiang Ning followed behind Hong Minghu, and the two entered Hong Minghu's bedroom one after the other.
"Commander Jiang, close the door," Hong Minghu said, his complexion rosy.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning turned and shut the door.
The next moment.
"Pfft—"
He suddenly heard the sound of blood being vomited behind him.
Turning around, he saw a pool of blackish-red blood mixed with shattered internal organs before Hong Minghu.
At that moment, Hong Minghu's right hand was braced against a round table nearby. His steps were unsteady, and his rosy complexion had turned deathly pale.
"Manor Lord, what happened?" Jiang Ning stepped forward and supported Hong Minghu with one hand.
"I'm fine!" Hong Minghu waved him off, then took several deep breaths. The expression on his face immediately eased considerably.
He continued, "That battle just now severely damaged my five viscera, ruptured a great number of my meridians, and displaced and warped my bones. Fortunately, you were providing support from afar. If I hadn't kept you back there, then with Li Hong's bizarre methods at the time, we truly might have been wiped out to the last man!"
Jiang Ning merely smiled and said nothing.
Others might not have known his strength, but he did.
His current strength far surpassed Hong Minghu's by several times.
Since Hong Minghu had been able to hold out for so long, there was no reason Jiang Ning would not have been able to endure it.
"We were able to survive today only thanks to you!" Hong Minghu looked at Jiang Ning, his tone sincere.
"You've already said that several times, Manor Lord," Jiang Ning said with a smile.
"Haha—" Hong Minghu laughed twice as well.
The next moment.
His laughter abruptly stopped.
"Cough, cough—" He hastily covered his chest, black blood