Baili Xia's heart was filled with anxiety; Uncle and those black-clad assassins fought, yet he acted like it was nothing.
I don't know if he's badly injured, if his wounds have been bandaged?
Thinking about it, he probably wouldn't have bandaged them. Apart from her, he absolutely doesn't allow anyone to treat his wounds.
Even though Nangong Xu might be able to, he's always busy and simply doesn't have the time.
Baili Xia hastily said a word to Night Shadow, then immediately stepped into the hall, heading for the second floor.
Moving too quickly, she inadvertently pulled at her own wound.
Right now, Sihai Residence really is a heap of the wounded.
Luckily, Uncle's people suppressed the news; now, it shouldn't have reached the guests.
Otherwise, things over there would have been chaotic already.
Afraid of making herself unsteady and displeasing Uncle, Baili Xia calmed her breathing after reaching the second floor.
