Gu Xijiu simply stared at The Lord with eyes full of indignation.
Briefly after, the seven-colored halo that surrounded Long Siye faded. Long Siye's face was pale as he kneeled helplessly on the ground. Unsure of where his wounds were, he kneeled with sweats rolling down his face.
Gu Xijiu was beside Long Siye, anxiously trying to read his pulse with trembling fingers.
Long Siye was in great pain. His robes were all soaked in sweat, but he did not want Gu Xijiu to be worried. He raised his hand and stopped her from reading his pulse. "It is alright. I… I am fine."
"Let me… Let me check," Gu Xijiu answered in a hoarse voice, as though she was trying very hard to repress her struggles. "Please, I beg you. Let me have a look."
She tried very hard to stop her body from trembling. Her face was as pale as paper. Nevertheless, she chose to focus on Long Siye with her unmoving, dark eyes. "Let me have a look at you."