Northern Baiyue, Ye Family Manor.
In a treatment room deep within the manor, Ye Zhaoyi was receiving medical attention.
Earlier, she had been punched by a traitor. Even though she promptly activated her protective Qi barrier, she was still severely injured.
This was the closest she had come to death since becoming the Underground Emperor of Northern Baiyue.
Had her reaction been just half a second, or even a few milliseconds slower,
that opponent's overwhelmingly powerful punch could have easily shattered her heart.
Now, her heart wasn't shattered, but her condition was still dire.
The intense pain made her tremble slightly.
All her bodyguards had been dispatched to fend off the enemies, leaving only her personal doctor by her side.
Her subordinates from other places couldn't come to this location in a short time.
This inevitably made Ye Zhaoyi feel somewhat desperate inside.
In her heart, she couldn't help but think, "Is today the day I meet my end?"
