Her left sleeve was rolled up, and a claw mark deep enough to see bone wound from her elbow down to her wrist. The flesh was turned back; though Golden Sore Medicine had been applied, a bluish-black hue still seeped through.
Kuai Dayou was carefully using a bamboo tube to change the medicine on the wound beneath Lv San's ribs. It had been grazed by a Kakarinja's Poisoned Shuriken— the wound itself was not large, yet it was black and purple. Fortunately, Long Yan'er's Detoxification Gu Worm had in time sucked out most of the poison…
These past few days, they had gone through one fierce battle after another. Though they managed to break out each time, everyone was already wounded, their spirits utterly exhausted.
Kong Shangzhao used a tree branch to scratch on the dust-covered ground: "...The main routes from the Capital City to the ports of Jiuzhou and Nagasaki must by now have been sealed into an iron barrel by the Yin Yang Hall and the Shogunate's spies."
