At this moment, Xuanyuan Qing came with his injured arm.
Frowning tightly, his people were being aggressively pursued step by step, already in extreme disarray.
His body was covered with numerous wounds; the slightest carelessness could have cost him his life in an instant.
Xuanyuan Qing caught sight of Su Yan and Yu Wenxu sitting in a wooden wheelchair at first glance.
He walked over, bowed, placing a single hand over his chest,
"Prince, please show mercy and spare him this time."
After a long while, Yu Wenxu spoke,
"I've never seen anyone dare to commit violence in my residence."
Xuanyuan Qing explained,
"My guard has followed me for many years and seeing me injured by someone, acted out of turn."
His words were sincere.
Yu Wenxu glanced at Su Yan.
Su Yan leaned in close to Yu Wenxu and whispered,
"I gave him a cut with my knife."
It was because she had cut Xuanyuan Qing that his guard had chased after her.
Seeking justice for his master.
