'These people are so reckless! Not even treating their wounds... Just riding their horses all the way here, getting jostled about. Do they have a death wish?'
Lin Li thought to himself as he looked at the bleeding wounds on Guard Captain Liu Jie and his companions.
"Guard Liu, your injuries..." Zhu Xinru said with concern, looking at the bloody wounds on all the guards.
"It's nothing, Miss. Just superficial wounds. We'll be fine after we bandage them and rest for a few days," Liu Jie and the other guards said with a smile.
"But you've lost so much blood! Please, sit down and rest. Let me treat your wounds..." Zhu Xinru said.
The guards then sat down by the side of the road. Lin Li watched as Miss Zhu approached the guard with the most severe injuries.
She extended her fair right hand. A faint golden Spiritual Light flashed across it, and a small, white ball of light materialized in her palm.
