"Are you alright?" Queenie asked.
Queenie was still in a state of shock. She caught a glimpse of the wound on Jacob's shoulder and quickly took out a piece of tissue. However, Jacob's shoulder was bleeding profusely and she did not know how to stop the bleeding.
"It's so powerful..." Jacob muttered.
He gently pulled out the blade from his shoulder and looked at it over and over again in his hand.
He was certain the old couple were not mere assassins. They were, at least, from the field. This flying knife, especially the thin blade, was not something that any ordinary craftsmen can make.
Blood was constantly flowing from Jacob's shoulder. Although he sealed all his acupoints, he started bleeding again after a while. Obviously, the blade was poisonous. Jacob took out a medical kit from the car. Then, he applied the rubious muscle-growing cream on himself to stop the bleeding.
"Did they come for you, or me?" Queenie asked calmly. She didn't seem to be too shaken up.