Sensing that his footsteps had slowed down a little, Shi Yuting looked back. In the dark, he could not see Xiangyi's face clearly, but he could hear his laborious breathing clearly.
The wound must have worsened.
He rejoiced that it was now dark. This way, it would be much easier to hide.
"Come here."
They found the most secluded place until they could no longer see the lights. Only then did their tensed nerves relax. However, at this moment, they were completely exhausted!
"Can you survive?" asked Shi Yuting after an unknown period of time, when the surroundings had died down as Xiangyi leaned against a tree.
They had to find some herbs to give him emergency treatment.
Xiangyi did not speak. He sensed that his wound had festered. On such a deserted island, treatment was as good as ascending to heaven!
In the end, he was only becoming a burden to His Excellency.
"Who are those people?"
