After being struck by Chu Qianli's palm, Feng Yexuan's tall frame wobbled slightly.
His mouth opened, and a stream of fresh blood gushed out.
Chu Qianli's eyes darkened slightly; she had used only 20% of her Inner Strength in that palm strike, not intending to hurt him, just not wanting him to stop her from leaving.
It shouldn't have hurt him so badly. Why did it?
Some ailments are beyond even the Divine Doctor's ability to diagnose.
Feng Qihe was also taken aback.
He knew full well that Chu Qianli's palm strike had carried no intent to harm.
It was Yexuan's heart that was injured!
His heart was injured, and that blood was heart's blood!
A rare opportunity!
Feng Qihe leaped up, his palm power like a wild wind, instantly enveloping Feng Yexuan.
"What are you doing?" Chu Qianli suddenly reacted, trying to stop him, but it was already too late.
This damn bastard!
She misstepped, and with a bang, a bullet tore through the madness, shooting straight toward Feng Qihe.