"Spare me..."
The strange shadow raised its hand, revealing a crimson bead in its palm.
The scholar flicked his sleeve, tossing the bead to Su Xuan. "Take this!"
Su Xuan reached for it, but to his surprise, the moment the bead touched his palm, it fused into his skin. A piercing pain shot through his eyes, and a single, bloody tear fell. His vision seemed to be covered by a layer of red mist! The strange shadow, meanwhile, dissolved into a cloud of black mist and scattered in all directions.
Forcing his eyes open, Su Xuan asked the scholar in a deep voice, "What in the world is going on? And how did you get here?"
The scholar ignored Su Xuan's pain and his question. Instead, he simply flashed a warm smile. "Everything at home is fine. Don't you worry."
With those words, the scholar vanished on the spot, leaving Su Xuan with endless questions.
"Su Xuan, are you alright?" Qi Li hurried over and supported his arm, observing his eyes closely.
