Jin Feng leaped over swiftly and grabbed hold of his arm. Just as he was about to speak. he noticed Ji Yuxian giving him a darkened gaze, slowly shaking his head.
Ji Feng glanced around the room and remained silent, understanding his intention.
The man's red robe swayed in the wind like an equinox flower blossoming in silence. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, slowly trickling down his pale face as he endured the pain with much difficulty. He walked towards the study room. Once he was a distance away from the bedroom, the man's chest heaved, and he abruptly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Eldest Young Master!" Jin Feng yelled frantically.
Ji Yuxian shut his eyes for a moment. He felt the blood in his entire body regurgitating and closed his eyes from the excruciating pain.
