The guard who has always seen Jin Ling as weak, is helpless against the wall as the sect leader wails on him. In a series of stab wounds that each would've been fatal on their own, the last move in this one sided fight is to take Xiaowen's head clean off his shoulders. The young man looks ready to just keep going too, but by then Jiang Cheng catches his sword arm. As Ling turns to fight his uncle, still lost in his rage, the one called Sandu Shengshou wraps his arms tightly around him and pulls him to his chest. A bloody Suihua falls to the floor with a clatter.
Lan Zhan ignores Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling in favor of the other boys, unfortunately he's torn between his responsibilities here. He wants desperately to go to Yuan, but seeing Jingyi is unconscious, he has to tend to him first. He touches the young man's hair, not getting in the way of Zizhen's aid and frowns. He reaches into his robes to draw out a small pouch with some powder. He spills some into his hand and slips it behind Jingyi's head. Not wanting the young man to move, he gently presses the medicine against the wound. "He's lost a lot of blood. Can you continue what you're doing for a while longer?" He asks Zizhen.
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2021-08-18 22:09 (UTC)Lan Zhan ignores Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling in favor of the other boys, unfortunately he's torn between his responsibilities here. He wants desperately to go to Yuan, but seeing Jingyi is unconscious, he has to tend to him first. He touches the young man's hair, not getting in the way of Zizhen's aid and frowns. He reaches into his robes to draw out a small pouch with some powder. He spills some into his hand and slips it behind Jingyi's head. Not wanting the young man to move, he gently presses the medicine against the wound. "He's lost a lot of blood. Can you continue what you're doing for a while longer?" He asks Zizhen.