Yan Wentao looked at Daohua, seeing her disheveled hair and wounded arm, his heart immediately filled with ache, "Yes, third brother has come, and the fourth is outside too—you don't need to be afraid anymore."
Daohua smiled and nodded, bracing herself to sit up, but she tugged at her wound and instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
Xiao Yeyang hurriedly helped her up, "Don't move around recklessly, don't you know you're injured? Apart from the wound on your arm, do you have injuries anywhere else?"
Daohua shook her head, "No more."
Xiao Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief, "I've had someone heat water; I'll dress your wound shortly."
At this moment, a Hidden Guard came to report that they had discovered assassins in disguise among the villagers.