Pei Hua took a deep breath and placed both hands behind his waist before turning to look at Fei Er.
"Young Master Jie probably won't survive the night after being poisoned by Hua Yang, so it's pointless to bring him."
Fei widened his eyes, Da Huang and Lok Shin tried to rebel against the guards' restraint
"Damn it! How could you do that!" exclaimed Da Huang.
Fei glanced at Da Huang, Lok Shin, and Hong, who lay still amidst the chaotic surroundings. Fei's wound was throbbing and he wondered if he had been poisoned. His chest felt constricted and he couldn't help but think about the prince's insolence. What had he done?
Fei held on to the chair so it wouldn't fall, his vision started to blur and his chest became tighter.
"Young master!" Da Huang exclaimed, seeing Fei Er, who was getting more and more unsteady and limp in the custody of Hu and the other guards.
General Xia saw Fei er who looked helpless, the man laughed quite loudly.
