Some began bloodletting as emergency treatment, some washed the wound with clean water, and others tied strips of cloth tightly above it to stop the poisoned blood from traveling upward.
Emperor Qing was still on the viewing platform, waiting with Fan Jian for Fan Xian to return.
They waited for half an hour.
A guard versed in medicine bustled around Lin Ruofu, but his complexion kept worsening. His lips turned from bluish-black to purple, and his breathing grew fainter.
Just as Emperor Qing began to grow anxious too, his patience nearly exhausted,
Fan Xian returned.
Only, the Imperial Guards carried him back.
Chapter 80: Wounds Too Severe to Treat
Watching the unconscious Fan Xian being carried up by the Imperial Guards, Zhou Cheng sighed inwardly.
He had foreseen this scene from the moment Emperor Qing ordered Fan Xian to capture the assassin.
That White-Clad Assassin was none other than Shadow, who almost never left Chen Pingping's side.
Fan Xian did not know Shadow's identity. Ordered to capture him, he had given chase despite knowing he was outmatched.
Fan Xian was not inflexible. Perhaps he had meant only to probe, hoping to find a few threads of evidence so he could return and report.
But when experts clashed, life and death lay a hair's breadth apart.
Facing an assassin stronger than himself, Fan Xian naturally dared not hold back.
With Fan Xian going all out, Shadow dared not conceal too much of his strength either. After all, the slightest carelessness could leave his own blood splattered on the spot.
The result was that, as the battle reached fever pitch, Fan Xian's overlord true energy suddenly went out of control.
Unable to pull back in time, Shadow severely wounded Fan Xian with his sword.
Instead of living to see Fan Xian return