Chen Ming saw Jiang Wushuang's face filled with a mix of embarrassment and urgency, a blush rising on her cheeks, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.
Silently, he pulled the quilt over her, covering her chest and leaving only the wound below her shoulder exposed.
On the fair and delicate skin, there was a shocking wound.
Chen Ming felt a bit uneasy. In the wound, there was a faint golden Gang Yuan, seemingly with a consciousness of its own, clinging tightly to the flesh in her wound, pulling at it and continuously causing blood to flow out.
This was deliberately left by the enemy.
With the strength of this person, this sword strike was enough to kill Jiang Wushuang on the spot. Yet the opponent intentionally spared her life, injuring her without killing, and if time dragged on, she would become a cripple.
So vicious!
The assailant should be wary of the Eight Righteous Sect and did not wish to kill, hence using such a method.
This kind of injury is quite tricky.
