Looking at the sky, it had almost turned dark, and this was not a place to linger. Sikong Mo got up, covering his wound, and slowly walked away.
Not far away, Si Bei, who had been tasked by Sikong Mo to contact his subordinates, returned only to find that Sikong Mo and Si Nan had been chased and separated. He and his men had been searching for a day and a night with no clue in sight.
Feeling both irritated and uneasy, Sikong Mo suddenly appeared not far away.
Si Bei immediately knelt down, "Prince, I have arrived late, please punish me."
After traveling some distance, Sikong Mo began to feel weak again. At this moment, he didn't respond but just raised his hand to signal Si Bei to rise, "How is Si Nan?"
"He was slashed several times, and he has been taken to the medical hall," said Si Bei, filled with murderous intent. Then he asked, "How are your wounds, Prince?"
