It seemed as if the whole world suddenly quieted down.
Ye Xuan was wedged right in the parasol tree, unable to come down for a while, his mind blank, chest in excruciating pain, leaving him with no desire to think about descending.
Just stay stuck like this, let me spit out the clotted blood first...
Blood trickled from the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth as he sadly gazed up at the starry sky, feeling that life was so dull, hardly worth remembering.
The events of tonight made him realize, in just a few days, his dear wife's power had surged again. Without Qigong Protection, he was severely injured on the spot.
It also made him understand, his dear wife's intelligence truly lived up to its reputation.
He had just probed a few words, and within moments she understood everything, the entire sequence of events, and then beat him into this state...
It was all just a misunderstanding, a blunder.
