Seeing that Wen Xunpeng was still clearheaded enough to speak with him, Su Ziji felt slightly relieved. Had a vital organ truly been injured, he probably would not have seemed so at ease. Wen Xunpeng also valued his life too much to deliberately conceal the severity of his wounds.
"Don't rush to speak. Wait until the physician has examined you." Seeing Wen Xunpeng open his mouth again, Su Ziji waved a hand to stop him.
The slightest movement made Wen Xunpeng visibly frown, clearly tugging at his wound. In any case, the assassin had already fled. Even if they intended to pursue him, there was no need to rush this very instant.
Since Prince Dai had said so, Wen Xunpeng no longer insisted.
A moment later, hurried footsteps approached. The household guards had brought over a physician from a nearby clinic, followed by a boy carrying his medicine chest.
"Physician, please examine Mr. Wen's injuries at once," Su Ziji said, rising.
His manner left the physician somewhat overwhelmed by the favor. He hastily replied, "Rest assured, Your Highness. I will examine this gentleman thoroughly!"
As they began removing Wen Xunpeng's clothes to inspect his wounds, Su Ziji watched briefly, then turned his gaze outside.
Inside and outside Wen Xunpeng's little courtyard, lamps blazed everywhere. The assassin's intrusion had awakened the entire Prince's Residence. Lanterns shone all around, and both household guards and servants were on heightened alert.
I was careless.
Because he had recruited pampered soldiers for these duties, their actual fighting strength was extremely poor. Although they had gradually handed their posts over to their sons over the past few months, there were really only twenty-odd men capable of fighting.
I originally intended to proceed slowly, but now I've realized how hollow the residence's defenses truly are.
*After this