Xie Xingchen was about to pursue, but was blocked by Lu Mingshu.
"Letting the tiger return to the mountains invites endless future troubles!" he said.
Zhou Ruying landed and glanced at her complexion, saying to Xie Xingchen, "She seems off."
Xie Xingchen took another look and saw fresh blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. He couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "Mingshu?"
Just after the shout, Lu Mingshu vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Xiao Ling came over and felt her pulse, "The technique she just used was too powerful; she's suffering backlash."
"She's injured? Is it serious?"
Xiao Ling shook her head, "She's bound to be injured, but it's nothing serious; she just needs some time to recuperate." She added, "She can't engage in any more fights from now, or the pressure would be too much for her meridians. If they snap, that'll be troublesome."
Xie Xingchen was somewhat relieved, "Thank you."
