CH 27

At the sound, Su Yi's heart, which had been lodged in his throat, now began to sink, sinking straight into a bottomless abyss. Slowly, Su Yi turned and saw that Wanyan Xu was leaning heavily against the door, as if he lacked the strength to hold himself upright. His head was bowed and his eyes were fixed on the blood-stained sword. Although blood was still flowing from the wound on Su Yi’s neck, and the handkerchief bandaging Zi Nong’s hand had already been soaked through with blood, Wanyan Xu did not care to spare them a glance.