Ning Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he did not continue to make a move. This abandoned place was somewhat peculiar; the one who just stopped Princess Man from stabbing her own eyes was definitely not Princess Man herself.
"Little Man, what's wrong with you..." A panicked voice sounded, followed by a middle-aged man rushing in like a shadow.
This middle-aged man moved with incredible speed, but Ning Cheng's Divine Sense still caught every detail clearly. This was an expert, likely a pure martial artist. Judging by his appearance, he bore a resemblance to that prince and Princess Man, it was reasonable to assume that this man was the city lord.
The middle-aged man rushed to Princess Man's side and quickly pressed several points on her. The bleeding from Princess Man's wounds stopped instantly, and he took a small bottle from his belt and poured some medicinal powder onto her wounds.
