Chutang took out her needle pouch.
"Princess Yuhe's condition is dire. If Your Majesty permits, I am willing to try. Even if I cannot remove the Life and Death Gu from her body, I can at least buy her some more time."
As she spoke, Chutang glanced toward the hall's entrance, her brow slightly furrowed.
'The Nanhu delegation probably won't be willing to come. Especially not Shui Xingqiu. His status is already sensitive, so why would he take such a risk?'
'But this Life and Death Gu…'
Emperor Muwu did not hesitate. "Do what you can."
However, just as Chutang knelt to retrieve a needle, Xiao Lansi suddenly grabbed her hand.
The bloody hand felt sticky, and it seemed to grip Chutang with all its remaining strength, holding her fast.
A flash of coldness crossed Shen Yanchuan's eyes. But just as he was about to speak, he met Chutang's gaze.
She shook her head slightly, signaling that she was fine.
