Dragon-Phoenix Heaven, the True Phoenix Clan Ancestral Grounds.
The moment Feng Lin returned inside the True Phoenix Clan's Sect-Protection Formation, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, his aura began to ebb, and his body swayed unsteadily. Had the guard beside him not caught him, he would likely have fallen straight to the ground.
"Elder Feng Lin, are you all right?" the guard asked hurriedly, anxiety crossing his face.
As a member of the True Phoenix Clan, the guard naturally knew how powerful Feng Lin, their law enforcement elder, was. Yet even a powerhouse like him had suffered such grievous injuries. It was simply unbelievable.
"I'm... I'm fine. Don't make a fuss. Help me back to my room to rest," Feng Lin said weakly, waving a hand.
"But-"
The guard hesitated and was about to say something when Feng Lin said heavily, "Say no more. Help me back to rest first."
"Yes, Elder Feng Lin." The guard dared not say another word and quickly helped Feng Lin toward his residence.
Soon, after they reached Feng Lin's residence, the guard asked respectfully, "Elder Feng Lin, shall I fetch some healing medicine for you from the medicine hall?"
"No, there's no need. Go and invite Elder Feng Ying here. Do not tell anyone that I'm injured. Understand?" Feng Lin waved a hand and lowered himself painfully into a chair as he gave the order.
Hearing this, the guard immediately replied respectfully, "Yes, understood."
The guard soon left. Roughly ten minutes later, an old man hurried over. As soon as he entered, he saw the weakened Feng Lin and the still-fresh blood on the floor before him.
"What happened? How did you get so badly injured? Could the True Phoenix Clan have attacked you?"
Feng Ying was Feng Zhen's