Blood froth flew in all directions, Han Xianyun's forehead was dripping wet.
He touched his forehead and there was another large patch of blood.
Only then did he seriously look towards Qi Yuan, his expression somewhat bewildered, "My wife?"
"Yes, your wife. Ah, my hand was too heavy. She couldn't withstand it, such a pity. You'd better collect some, to hold onto as a memory," Qi Yuan said casually.
Blood froth flew about, yet not a single drop landed on Qi Yuan. The crimson Longsword had vanished, and he stood in this space as if he were a celestial being exiled from the heavens.
Only, the words of this 'celestial being' were somewhat mad and raving, hard to fathom.
At this moment, the injured Yu Xiu struggled to get up. He looked towards Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with a reverent awe, "Thank you, my lord, for saving my life!"
Yu Xiu's head was still buzzing, somewhat shaken.
Qi Yuan's gaze fell upon Yu Xiu, "Can you tell me about… the hidden map?"