It was a stalemate, however Yu Zhúlín's mouth was starting to bleed. His vision was starting to have black spots on them. And it wasn't long before he passed out on the air.The roaring winds stopped, and the lighting disappeared. Yu Zhúlín's wide eyes blanked out , and he slumpped on the air without notice.Alberu who was pulling Yu Zhúlín down, crashed the green haired man to the ground after he blanked out, not expecting that Yu Zhúlín would lose conscience like that. Alberu hissed as he moved his injured arm, the light shackles around Yu Zhúlín loosened a bit."You could've told me you were going to faint." Alberu muttered going near the limp body of Yu Zhúlín. The thorns that was ledge deep inside Yu Zhúlín's body retracted without mercy. Blood seeped out from the wounds on his body.If Yu Zhúlín was awake, he would've clawed Alberu's mask off his face out of anger. How would he know that he was going to faint. Much less inform his opponent beforehand.But Yu Zhúlín remained limp
Ravel burst into the room, his hand under tucked inside his sleeves, he had this impenetrable smile on his face that was odd in a room full of panicked expression. His entrance was grand, however nobody even had the time to look at his direction. Because a pool of blood was already staining, the floor, so much that it was a very gory sight to see. It was hard to believe that all these blood came from one person only, and it was the dead— but not dead 'yet' person on the table that the medics were trying to save by trying to close the wounds that was far too many to count.Ravel observed the situation, his amusement reached its peak when he saw that nobody was looking at his direction despite his grand entrance. He walked towards the clamouring medics, and shoved one or two out of the way. Despite the curses that was thrown at his way, it could not stop the curious gazes that was shot at the butler's back.Ravel leaned in unto Yu Zhúlín's face after shoving the head medic out of the
Yu Zhúlín's complexion started to visibly look fine after Ravel waited out for a minute or two. His breathing became stable, and he didn't look as pasty as he did before. His wounds had closed, his bloodloss restored, and he was regenerating Qi properly now because he was given the pills by Ravel.Seeing the seemingly dead patient on the table come back to life just like that. There wasn't anything that the head medic could say, instead he opened and closed his mouth like an gaping fish as he stared at Ravel with uncertainty coating his expression. There was a odd silence where Yu Zhúlín's breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the room.And Ravel who was hovering above the unconscious body of Yu Zhúlín was the only person in the room that had a smile on his face. The butler leaned back after a while of observing. He put his hands together, and clapped.This caught everyone off guard, and when I said everyone, Yu Zhúlín who was sleeping on the table was included. The unco
Yu Zhúlín looked away from Ravel's expression. His own brows were furrowing and he revealed a small discontented frown on his face. He moved his shoulders, and shrugged."Were you the one that saved me?" He asked, already knowing the full incompetency of the team of medics that was attending on the tournament. It made Yu Zhúlín wonder if they truly had saved someone's life with the level of expertise that they are showing. Surely not. It was hard for him to see these group of medics helped save anyone in a life threatening situation. The best these people could do was nurse up some scratches and prop up some dislocated joints here and there. So when Yu Zhúlín asked if Ravel saved him, he already knew the answer even before hearing it.And truly to his expectations. Ravel nodded, however, the butler shook his head afterwards. "You know, I follow a master right?" The Butler said knowingly. "Would I really act to my own accord to save you, sir Yu Zhúlín?" He added, there was a mischie
However, before Yu Zhúlín could reply a set of footsteps appeared behind Ravel. The door swung open, and Ravel turned around to see his master —and Yu Zhúlín's young miss and junior sister— standing at the doorway with a trace of frown on her masked face. From the distance between them, Ravel and Yu Zhúlín, they could feel the ire that was coming off Zhi Ruo. The smile on Ravel's face faltered, and as if it was his instincts, he went near Zhi Ruo to stand at her side. "Master," Ravel greeted, he bowed to Zhi Ruo who only proceeded to nod at his direction. There was a trace of apprehension on Yu Zhúlín's face that wasn't hidden, even after he lowered his head and bowed towards Zhi Ruo's direction. Zhi Ruo's eyes surveyed and scanned the room, and noticed the bloody mess Yu Zhúlín's blood made with a critical eye. She ignored the vague restlessness in Ravel's stance and faced the two men in the room. "Why were you guys taking so long?" She asked, she crossed her arms over her chest a
Zhi Ruo's words fell like a heavy weight, plunging the room into an uncomfortable silence. Yu Zhúlín and Ravel exchanged glances, their eyes meeting in a momentary connection that spoke volumes. Zhi Ruo, keenly observant, caught the unspoken exchange, but chose to remain silent, tilting her head slightly as if to acknowledge the hidden meaning she had perceived. Confused as to what the two talked about beforehand for them to have an interaction like this. "I am healed, but I'm grateful to have some extra time to gather myself back up." Yu Zhúlín nodded, not a hint of mischievousness and ignorance was seen on his face. "I am not exactly in the right state of clothing, as you can see." Yu Zhúlín motioned to his half naked body. Zhi Ruo's understanding nod carried a hint of empathy as she resonated with Yu Zhúlín's predicament. She, too, yearned for the luxury of time, a precious respite from the impending task that loomed over her. However, her loyal butler's presence and her own inna
"I'd tell them now if possible," Yu Zhúlín started a frown marred his face, "But the temptation of staying here and getting as much rest that I could is very much still on the table. And it definitely outweighs my want on going and informing the staff." He shrugged helplessly, like he could not do anything about it.Zhi Ruo scoffed at his direction taking in his shameless frown— no wait, he is smiling now. That idiot. "If you don't want to inform them, then I will have my servant inform them." Zhi Ruo didn't like wasting time, unless she was wasting time so that 'she' could waste time. And not the other way around.The expression on Yu Zhúlín's face broke, because he forgot Zhi Ruo could do those things. He may have given up on fighting to the next round, but it didn't mean that it hurt his pride. Zhi Ruo going and sending out Ravel in his place to announce that he was giving up hurt his ego more than he expects it to be.As Yu Zhúlín's face registered a mix of surprise, disappointmen
"_+)#)@)#/@(#)#($" intellectual curse words slipped from Alberu's mouth as he walked, stomping his feet as he went. It was to the point that even Zhi Ruo was impressed by the things that he said, not even once did a curse word repeat. The younger girl had half the mind to pull out a notepad and start jolting down notes for further reference."What the fuck do mean when you said that he won't be fighting on the next round? He's forfeiting?" Alberu asked for clarifications, like he could not believe that Yu Zhúlín even have a thought of giving up when he had a another chance. Like it was simply unheard of."You heard my servant, are you deaf or something? Why must you ask for a clarification." Exasperated, Zhi Ruo rolled her eyes at Alberu's antics. She still doesn't get the theatrics that the masked man was pushing through. Her first impression of the masked man wasn't like THIS, what changed? Apparently many things did.Alberu ignored Zhi Ruo's words, "Did I beat him that hard? He is