On the mountain path outside Baidadan City.
Chen Ji was carrying the unconscious Jiang Xiansheng, while Hong Zuer was dragging the limping Princess Liyang.
They heard a strange noise behind them, someone had stepped on a branch in the distance.
Chen Ji turned to look back, under the bright moonlight in the birch forest, the shadows of those coming to rescue Princess Liyang were always trailing at fifty steps away, not daring to approach rashly, but also never straying far.
Princess Liyang, pale-faced, shouted to Chen Ji: "Boy, my people must have brought medicine. Stop and take a break, I'll have them bring the medicine here, otherwise, Jiang Xiansheng in your hands will die."
Chen Ji looked down at his hands.
The arrow from the morning was still lodged in Jiang Xiansheng's leg and hadn't been removed by nightfall. Jiang Xiansheng had been unconscious for four hours, starting to mutter incoherently.
But Chen Ji ignored it and continued on his way.
