Qinglan Sect, Tiandang Peak, the inner sect disciples' dormitory.
A young man in black, his body covered in medicinal salves and wrapped in thick, blood-stopping bandages, sat weakly on a wooden bed.
His skeleton was completely shattered, rendering him unable to move.
A pair of bloodshot eyes, filled with hatred, stared resentfully at the ceiling.
That old hag Xiao Hongling, she dares to treat me like this! Once I, this Princely Heir, rise to power, I'll surely draw out her bones and tendons, and tear her body into countless pieces!
And that worthless Lin Xiao! A mere ant like you, how dare you oppose me, this Princely Heir!
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west; never underestimate…
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH...
Before he could finish reciting his lifelong motto, the young man finally succumbed, erupting in violent coughs. Large mouthfuls of blood sprayed out, staining his clothes crimson.
SIGH...
