By the next day, Yang Longyue could already get out of bed and move around. Security at the post station where he was staying had been greatly strengthened. Although it was for his own good, the tight defenses made him feel as though he had been imprisoned. At dusk that day, Hu Xiaotian came to check on his injuries.
Yang Longyue first thanked Hu Xiaotian for what had happened the day before.
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "There's no need to be so courteous, Your Highness. The more you thank me, the more uneasy I feel. After all, this only happened because our security precautions weren't good enough."
Yang Longyue said, "Lord Hu, the assassin came for me. It had nothing to do with you. In fact, ever since I left the Fragrant Kingdom and entered Great Kang, assassins have been trailing me. I took every precaution, but even a hundred safeguards can leave one gap, and in the end, the assassin got his chance."
Hu Xiaotian examined Yang Longyue's wound. Seeing that he was recovering well, he smiled. "I should be able to remove Your Highness's stitches tomorrow." Since coming to this world, he had discovered that people's ability to recover and heal themselves was far stronger than in the world he had once lived in.
Yang Longyue said, "Remove the stitches?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded. "That means taking the threads used to sew up your wound out of your body."
Yang Longyue said, "I'd heard that you possessed both wisdom and courage, Lord Hu, but I never knew you were also an expert in the medical arts."
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "I've studied a little medicine, but I'm hardly an expert."
Yang Longyue said, "Lord Hu, my visit has caused you a great deal of trouble. I intend to leave as soon