"My lord, his injuries are severe, and he's been poisoned. Even if we heal him, there's no saving his hand. He'll be a cripple for the rest of his life."
One of the men taking Chu Haoze's pulse spoke slowly.
"He's someone that person wants kept alive. Cripple or not, you must save him. Enough nonsense!"
The man standing beside them with his hands behind his back spoke slowly, his voice harsh and brooking no argument.
That person? Which person?
Wasn't that bastard Chu Haoze's biggest trump card the mountains of gold and silver in County Lady Baojin's family?
Jiang Yourning couldn't help furrowing her brows in thought.
No, that's not right! Did I miss something?
Aish! This is so annoying! Why does that bastard's plot armor always drag out all sorts of random people to save him?
Watching someone begin carefully applying medicine to Chu Haoze's wounds, Jiang Yourning felt unsettled.
My enemy's right in front of me. Wouldn't I be letting myself down if I didn't do something?
While Jiang Yourning pondered, another group rushed in. Judging by their appearance, they all seemed to be wounded.
"My lord, there are two groups of them, and both are extremely difficult to handle. We've lost seventy percent of our brothers."
At those words, the man addressed as "my lord" immediately turned, malice filling his eyes.
"Have you identified their methods?"
"One group moved in orderly formation. You could call them Hidden Guards, but they seemed more like professionally trained men who had seen battle.
The other group... we couldn't make heads or tails of them. Each used a different weapon, and their techniques shifted like phantoms. We couldn't figure out their fighting styles at all."
"Battle?"
The man's expression darkened.
Just then.
Chu Haoze, who had been lying unconscious on