Return Of Blood Energy
As the carriage arrived at a stop, Zhang Li leaned back in her seat, her expression thoughtful. "We are almost there; I need to report this to the Archduke. Take a rest. Zhang San will meet you tomorrow to discuss the new recruit onboarding," she instructed, her tone carrying an air of finality.
Zhang Li was the first to descend, followed closely by Wei Xi. But just as Yan Jin's foot touched the ground, an electric current surged through his body, forcing him to his knees. His face contorted in pain, and a guttural groan escaped his lips.
"What is going on?" Zhang Li and Wei Xi asked simultaneously, their voices tinged with alarm.
For the first time in months, Yan Jin's blood energy was reacting, the dormant power within him stirring violently. His bloodline, long suppressed, was awakening with a vengeance. He reached out, grabbing Zhang Li's robe with trembling fingers, his voice barely a whisper. "Out…si…de," he managed to mutter through gritted teeth.