Feng Wuya was relieved that when he saw Long Xinghe injured and fallen, his first instinct was to bring her back, not to chase after the assassin.
Had it not been for that decision, according to Chu Qianli, even a delay of half a tea's time would have cost Long Xinghe her life.
The rescue had gone on for over two hours, from before dawn until nearly noon.
As long as Chu Qianli was busy inside, Feng Wuya stood guard outside.
Finally, Chu Qianli softly called out, "Wuya, she wants to see you, come in."
She was still conscious!
Feng Wuya hurried in and, meeting Long Xinghe's lackluster eyes, felt a pang in his heart.
He had not heard Long Xinghe's voice for a while and had thought she had passed out long ago.
"I… I'm fine," Long Xinghe said, looking at him and trying to curl her lips, "Don't worry, I will… soon wake up."
No sooner had she spoken these words than her head tilted to the side, and she passed out.
Terrified, Feng Wuya exclaimed, "Star River!"
