Upon boarding the carriage, Jadeite tore open the back of Wufu's clothes, first sprinkled golden sore medicine, and then released the blood-stopping acupoint.
The carriage turned two street corners, reaching a secluded place, Wufu knocked on the carriage wall again, and the car slowly stopped, Mei Shi poked his head in with a puzzled look.
Wufu clutched his collar and said: "The Tenth Prince was assassinated, the whole city is on alert, orders to check suspicious individuals have already been issued. Go and inform our people, not a single move is allowed, nor fear, to avoid being affected by the spillover."
Mei Shi's face turned solemn, but seeing the pale complexion of Wufu, he hesitated: "But Miss, you?"
"Go quickly!" Wufu's eyes sharpened: "This minor injury won't kill me, Jadeite, drive the vehicle."
"Yes."
Seeing this, Mei Shi hesitated no longer, bowed his hands and jumped off the carriage shaft, disappeared in a few flashes.
