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Upon returning to Yuxu Palace in a hurry, Ye Huan discovered that Yu Wuxia's injuries were far more severe than what he had initially perceived. Especially concerning was the wound on Yu Wuxia's lower abdomen; if Ye Huan guessed correctly, it seemed that Gu Long's grip had torn through Yu Wuxia's intestines.
"Elder Yu, hold on! I'll find a doctor to help you."
As he carried Yu Wuxia through the grand entrance of Yuxu Palace, Ye Huan, who had not been in the world of cultivators for long, instinctively thought of seeking a doctor when he saw Yu Wuxia gravely injured. However, for cultivators, it was likely that an ordinary doctor would be at a loss in such a situation and could do nothing. Fortunately, Yu Wuxia still had some strength left. Just as Ye Huan was about to set him down and leave, Yu Wuxia grasped Ye Huan's arm tightly and said in a broken voice, "Don't... finding a doctor is useless... just call the Elder of the Sect!"
"The Elder of the Sect? Alright, I understand."
After glancing at Yu Wuxia's wounds and quickly grasping the situation from his words, Ye Huan nodded and dashed toward the direction of the Main Hall within Yuxu Palace. However, before he could enter, he collided head-on with a group of four people just exiting Yuxu Palace.
"Ouch! Who doesn't know how to watch where they're going?"
Rubbing his forehead, which throbbed from the impact, Ye Huan looked up to see a pair of tear-streaked eyes staring intently at him, resembling someone who had just seen a ghost.
"Yuxiang'er?" "Ye Huan?!"
The two exclamations rang out almost simultaneously. Upon recognizing each other’s faces, Ye Huan immediately thought that Yu Wuxia was finally saved. As for why Yuxiang'er looked so astonished to see him, that was not something Ye Huan needed to consider at the moment. After a brief moment of surprise, he took Yuxiang'er's hand and led her into the Main Hall of Yuxu Palace.
"Let go of me! Ye Huan, what are you doing?"
Feeling Ye Huan's warmth through his firm grip made Yuxiang'er's cheeks flush bright red, completely erasing her earlier tearful demeanor. At the same time, while speaking to Ye Huan, she couldn't resist glancing provocatively toward the entrance where Zhao Ziyu stood—someone they had just brought back not long ago with Bai Yulin and the others!
Not noticing Yuxiang'er’s small movements, Ye Huan, concerned for Yu Wuxia's safety, chose to keep his explanation simple. He said, "I don't have time to discuss this in detail. I'll say this: if you want to save your godfather, hurry and gather all the elders of Yuxu Palace!"
"Save my father? Wait, Ye Huan, tell me, what happened to my father?"
Upon hearing Ye Huan's words, Yuxiang'er wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, her pretty face filled with anxiety. However, before Ye Huan could say anything further, she dashed out of the room, clearly thinking of all the possible scenarios.
'This girl is really impatient.'
Watching Yuxiang'er rush away, Ye Huan finally felt the tension in his heart ease. Moreover, if he hadn't turned his gaze toward the door that Yuxiang'er had just exited through, he might not have noticed Bai Yulin and the other two standing there.
With nothing else to do, Ye Huan approached Bai Yulin to discuss Zhao Ziyu's safe return to Yuxu Palace. He nodded in thanks to Bai Yulin and was surprised to notice that Zhao Ziyu's complexion seemed a bit off. He instinctively reached out to touch her forehead and softly asked, "Are you alright?"
Slap…
Zhao Ziyu swatted Ye Huan's hand away in irritation upon seeing him make physical contact with Yuxiang'er. She rolled her eyes at him and said bluntly, "What’s it to you?"
"I… well… you are my fiancée; if I don't care about you, who should I care about?"
Still unaware of what was happening, Ye Huan stuttered while speaking to Zhao Ziyu. Fortunately, he had thick skin; as he spoke, he directly defined Zhao Ziyu as his future wife. Embarrassed, Zhao Ziyu glanced cautiously at Bai Yulin and Black Shadow Flower before stomping her foot and hurriedly running out, leaving no opportunity for Ye Huan to continue.
"My goodness, what's wrong with these women? Did they take crazy pills or something?"
Watching Zhao Ziyu leave, Ye Huan found it hard to understand the thoughts of these women. Just then, Black Shadow Flower seemed to have overheard his grumbling and chimed in, "Hey, we women are all doing this for you stinky men! You should know that before you arrived, Yuxiang'er made things difficult for Zhao Ziyu just because she heard she was your wife. Luckily for her, Zhao Ziyu has a good temper; if it were me, I would have fought with Yuxiang'er long ago instead of putting up with this!"
"Ah? No way?!"
Ye Huan's mouth dropped open in shock. Upon hearing Black Shadow Flower's words, he instantly recalled the sight of Yuxiang'er with her red-rimmed eyes when he first met her. Now that he thought about it, perhaps Zhao Ziyu hadn't actually laid a hand on Yuxiang'er, but there was definitely no doubt they had argued. Another question arose: why was Yuxiang'er making things difficult for Zhao Ziyu?
"Could it be that Yuxiang'er likes me? Ugh, being handsome is such a hassle."
He quickly formed a guess in his mind, a thought that he should have kept to himself but ended up voicing aloud. This drew scornful looks from Bai Yulin and Black Shadow Flower, yet Ye Huan remained unfazed, continuously pondering how to handle the situation.
"Should I go talk to Yuxiang'er?"
Feeling that they were all just straightforward men, Ye Huan suddenly looked up at Bai Yulin, seeking his opinion. However, before Bai Yulin could respond, Black Shadow Flower stepped in front of him and lectured Ye Huan, "Ye Huan, I'm not saying this lightly. Zhao has seen you holding Yuxiang'er's hand as you entered the Main Hall of the Yuxu Palace. How can you even think about approaching her now?"
"She saw that?"
Realizing he had indeed overlooked Bai Yulin and the others earlier, Ye Huan felt a wave of despair wash over him, leaving him completely at a loss for what to do...
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