Wangchuan ran away.
Teng Zhao was both angry and shocked, but he didn't chase after her. Instead, he rushed to Qin Liuxi's side, helping her up with a face full of concern: "Master, are you alright?"
Little Ginseng also ran over, staring at the bloodstains at the corner of Qin Liuxi's mouth, saying tremblingly: "Are you okay?" Seeing her pale face, he hurriedly rummaged through the large bag he carried with him, took out a ginseng whisker, stuffed it into her mouth, and said: "Quick, eat it to replenish your energy."
Qin Liuxi wiped away the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth, chewed the ginseng whisker a bit and swallowed it, shaking her head: "I'm fine."
"But it's cracked." Little Ginseng pointed at the Qiankun Soul-devouring Mirror in her hand, and said: "Wangchuan must have gone mad, how could she kill her master? And she left only four or five years ago, yet she's already so powerful? She can even make you spit blood."
