Chapter 2669: The Arrival Of Celestial Master Zuo
The bloody red liquid felt like needles piercing his eyes. "Little Fox!" His heart ached, and his face turned pale; it felt and looked as if he was the one who had vomited blood.
He held her fingertips gently and trembled as he asked, "Are you okay?"
How could she vomit blood? Was it... Was it from the injury that he had inflicted on her? He quickly checked her pulse to assess her condition. After a while, his fingers clenched tightly, and he had the urge to stab himself with a knife!
Unfortunately for Yan Chen, he was sure that her condition was of his own doing. It seemed that his palm had almost cut off the vein that brought blood to her heart! There was even a possibility that it had been cut off, but perhaps it was pieced together by someone.
Naturally, it was expected that her heart would feel rather weak fragile. There was also a risk that her recovery might be stunted if she did not look after the wound. She needed to rest for at least half a year after suffering from such an injury. Yet, she was already up and about and even drank such a large amount of liquor. Her actions were pretty much a way for her to commit suicide.
Everything felt strange to Yan Chen. He vividly recalled the day that he had launched his attack toward Lan Waihu. Due to his overprotectiveness of Lan Waihu, he was angry that the enemy had used a clone of her against him. Nonetheless, even though he handed a powerful attack on her, subconsciously, he did not really want to take her life. He clearly remembered that he controlled the power of his attack, which was why he was rather confused at how fatal it appeared to be at the moment.
Suddenly, Yan Chen recalled the conversation that he had with Lan Waihu when they had bumped into each other. She had told him that she had been tortured for nearly a month before she escaped. Perhaps, she was already weak at the time, which was why she was hurt so badly by him.
Yan Chen felt a sense of remorse for his action. He could not help but raise his hand to hold her in his arms. He held her tightly and spoke in a hoarse voice. "Little Fox, I am sorry..."
Lan Waihu’s face was ashen. Nonetheless, after she vomited some blood, she opened her eyes slightly. She wheezed for a moment before she turned her attention to Yan Chen and asked him, "Who are you?"