Shen Rufeng and Ling Tianyu bid farewell to the others and left with their people.
The Guard General served tea, it was Biluochun, their Lord's favorite, and it was the latest production this year, very precious.
Ling Tianyu took a sip of the tea, and immediately felt that the feeling of being home was good; it was very uncomfortable being in a strange place.
"Pfft—"
Suddenly, Northern Ming Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, along with tea.
Everyone was stunned.
Northern Ming Xuan immediately spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Son." Northern Ming Nu saw his son spitting blood and quickly held him as he fell backward.
Ling Tianyu also hurried to check, and upon inspection, found that his back was in a complete mess.
"Damn it, your back was blown apart and you didn't say anything!" Ling Tianyu suddenly got angry; the entire back was blown apart. This must have happened during the attack when they returned.
