Chapter 2

WARNING: There may be some mature elements in this chapter. The readers’ discretion is advised.

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Yan Feili took a sigh of relief and stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, without the support of the wall, Yan Feili was soft at his feet, fell from the third steps, and rolled onto the ground.

“Ah…” Yan Feili couldn’t help screaming.

He was pressed onto his abdomen. When he rolled over, there was a strong throbbing pain that felt like something broke in his body. A hot liquid rushed out of the body and eased along the legs.

Yan Feili bent and curled up, lying on the ground. His hands covered his abdomen, unable to get up anymore.

Large swaths of snowflakes flew down from the sky at some unknown time and across the ground.

The sky gradually darkened.

The annual banquet was not over and probably won’t stop until late at night. The lively and roaring sounds were particularly obvious in the quiet night and made the deserted courtyard in the north even more lonely.

“Ah… Uh…”

Yan Feili didn’t know how long time passed. The clothes that had long been soaked in cold sweat froze with a layer of frost and snow. The coldness had reached his bones. His limbs were numb, but the fiery pain in his abdomen became more and more severe.

Yan Feili struggled constantly in the snow. His room was in front of him but he didn’t even have the strength to climb onto the bed.

Who was coming… Who was going to help him… Help him… He who had always been tough finally couldn’t help but ask for help in his hearts.

“General Yan, why are you lying here? You, what’s wrong with you?”

The gods were unable to see Yan Feili struggle alone in the heavy snow.

Hua Xiangyan looked at Yan Feili curled up in the snow. The unmelted white snow on the black windbreaker indicated that he had been here for a while.

After Yan Feili left the annual banquet, Hua Xiangyan felt more uneasy the longer he thought about it. Yan Feili was a general of the North Gate with high martial arts and profound skills. Even if he was drunk, he would not turn pale and sweat on his forehead.

Although he was different from Yan Feili and was very affectionate, he always admired Yan Feili’s personality.

Seeing the heavy snow falling outside, he came over and took a look.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the gate of the Bamboo Garden, he saw that the gate was wide open. As soon as he entered, he saw that Yan Feili fell under the steps. He reached out to help him who was cold and shaking severely.

Yan Feili opened his eyes laboriously to see the person in front of him.

“Hua, General Hua…”

“General Yan, are you injured? What’s the matter?” The black loose windbreaker covered Yan Fei’s figure, making Hua Xiangyan indistinct.

The first thing Hua Xiangyan thought of was that someone had broken into the Four Heavenly Gates’ feast and harmed Yan Feili.

“Help me. Help me get in the house…”

Hua Xiangyan tried to help him up, but who knew Yan Feili’s lower body was heavy, his legs were sore and weak? Yan Feili couldn’t stand up at all.

“Um…” This kind of movement caused Yan Feili’s abdomen to plummet down painfully.

Hua Xiangyan stood up and carried him into the house.