Chapter 473: Battle with Rashamon Hall (2)

Next was Mu Xiao, and lastly it was Mu Qian.

Wen Jiaren noticed that Mu Qian's wound was much deeper than hers or Mu Xiao's, and the blood was flowing especially fast. Meanwhile, his aunt's complexion turned more rosy, resembling that of a normal person, which was astonishing.

A ghost with a normal human appearance was at least a thousand years old; it wasn't called an Evil Spirit but a 'charm'.

Seeing Mu Qian's face gradually turning pale, Wen Jiaren couldn't help but worry. The blood she and Xiao'er together provided wasn't as much as his alone. She feared he wouldn't endure it. Just as she was about to speak, Mu Qian finally stopped.

Wen Jiaren sighed with relief and swiftly picked up the Hemostatic Medicine to apply it on his wound.

This medicine was truly miraculous; when poured onto the wound, the blood soon ceased to seep out. Then she took a gauze and carefully wrapped it for him while questioning, "What should we do next?"