He looked in panic at Rong Jing, whose chest was bleeding uncontrollably, and hastily ordered, "Yi, quickly summon the Imperial Physician and bring Zhang Fengcai here!"
The fair-faced palace maid Death Warrior nodded in agreement, then turned and disappeared.
Gu Lan, on the other hand, engaged in combat with three dark figures. These three were likely Rong Jing's closest Death Warriors, without any human emotions.
In terms of one-on-one combat, none of them could defeat her, but their coordination was extremely seamless, with every move sticking like adhesive plaster.
However, if there are only three of them... she can still handle it.
Gu Lan steadied herself, quickly feigned a flaw, turned her body to avoid a sword, and counter-kicked one of the shadows to the ground!
With one of the three shadows down, the attacks of the remaining two suddenly weakened. Within just a few breaths, Gu Lan clawed at one of the shadow's wrists, directing his sword into his own heart.
