The person he cherished was missing, and with every passing minute and second, he felt as if he were being consumed by a raging fire.
He had just found the person he loved, regained what was lost, and before his emotions could stabilize, his beloved nearly got killed, how could he not fear?
He held Ye Qingci tightly, his clothes already soaked through with cold sweat.
Yun Feng did not come alone; he brought a driver and two bodyguards.
Seeing Yun Feng injured, his two bodyguards immediately rushed over to administer first aid.
Ye Qingci also quickly pushed Jian Shichu away and crouched down to check Yun Feng's injuries.
No matter how hateful Yun Feng was, he had, after all, saved her.
Had it not been for Yun Feng shielding her with his body, that knife might have plunged into her instead.
Yun Feng's bodyguards pressed on the wound on his body, trying to stop the bleeding.
Yun Feng coughed a few times, blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth.