Night slowly fell.
A room in an inn at the foot of Dragon-Tiger Mountain was thick with the smell of medicine.
Fu Yuanzong lay on the bed, his face pale.
Beside the bed, an old man withdrew his hand from Fu Yuanzong's wrist, then lifted the bedding to inspect his injuries, his brows drawing tighter and tighter.
"Who exactly did this young master offend?"
The old man shook his head and sighed. "Whoever did this... was far too ruthless!"
"The bones in his lower back are shattered, and his meridians have suffered trauma as well!"
"Even if I barely manage to treat him, I'm afraid... he'll still be bedridden and paralyzed!"
"Paralyzed?"
The burly man standing guard beside him twitched, then grabbed the old man by the collar and lifted him clean off the floor.
"I'm telling you, if you can't cure my young master, I'll kill you first!"
"Let go of me first!"
The old man's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "I... I'll certainly do everything I can!"
The burly man stared at him for a moment before snorting coldly and setting him back down.
The old man staggered two steps and glanced at Fu Yuanzong on the bed. "I'll go prepare some medicine to stabilize his injuries for now!"
With that, he shouldered his medicine chest and hurried out of the room.
After the door closed, Fu Yuanzong braced both hands against the bed and tried to sit up, forcing himself to endure the pain in his chest.
"Young master, please lie down!"
Seeing this, the burly man hurried forward to support him.
"Jiang Xiaobai, and that woman!"
Fu Yuanzong gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. "I want them dead. I swear I'll have them dead!"
"Young master!"
Seeing how agitated Fu Yuanzong was, the