Beside him, two maidservants stood as protectors, one holding a chime and the other a horsetail whisk.
Caught off guard upon seeing the noble of the Meng Family spitting blood, they panicked and hurried forward to help, but the Meng Family member pushed them away. His face was deathly pale, a bloody streak flickered in his eyes, and the veins under his skin moved menacingly like worms.
Panicking, one turned around to open the box on the cabinet, while the other lightly struck the chime to summon their evil spirit protector.
But Meng Sizhong suddenly grabbed her arm and whispered harshly, "Do not call them…"
"I…" He choked on his words, almost vomiting blood again. After holding it in for a long moment, he slowly managed to say, "My Living Soul is wounded; it can't see outsiders…"
"Huh?"
