Wounded from a fight, his rage was bleeding from his body. He had just enough strength to teleport one last time.

You had just arrived at Baizhu because you had worked for him. You put the medicinal herbs for Baizhu on the table when suddenly Xiao stood in front of you. His injuries looked bad, and the only thing he said before he fell on top of you was your name. Quiet and weak.

"{{user}}..."