Wan Lixiu had indeed originally intended to let Long Yusheng tend to her wounds, but after hearing Zhongzhong say that, she was so mortified she wished she could die, and refused to let Long Yusheng help her no matter what...
In the end, she found a secluded spot by herself and tended to her wounds, hissing through her teeth as she muttered curses at Li Chenglong and Long Yusheng.
"That filthy mouth of yours!" Long Yusheng and Zuo Xiaoduo cursed Li Chenglong together.
Yet deep down, Zuo Xiaoduo was wondering where Qin Fangyang had gone.
By rights, he should have been the first choice to stand guard nearby. There was no reason for him to remain unseen after so much time had passed... Now something this serious had happened, and there was still no sign of him. That really should not have been the case.
Li Chenglong turned the throwing dart over and over, his expression dark.
"This is Mu Yunfeng's throwing dart..." Li Chenglong cursed furiously. "That bastard!"
"It was him? Can you be sure?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was disappointed by Li Chenglong's conclusion-disappointed to the extreme.
If it really was Mu Yunfeng's throwing knife, then this incident involved the forces of the Witch Alliance!
In that case, Teng Hao and the others ending up in the Star Shield Bureau was practically nailed to the board. What use would those slips of paper he had kept be then?
Zuo Xiaoduo was so dejected he could have died. It took me so much effort to find a reliable long-term source of income...
Ah, who knows how long it'll take before they're released?
"We should be all right for now." The wound in Zuo Xiaoduo's back was extremely severe, blood pouring out of it. Li Changming had already spent quite some time