Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved-Chapter 662 - 635: First Update_3
Xing Yu immediately let Nanmen Yu in, and Nanmen Yu had his people enter as well.
Upon seeing this, the guard, having received a hint from Nanmen Yu, immediately went to check on the young man on the ground.
As Nanmen Yu entered the tent, he saw the freshly washed face of Yin He; before he could speak, Xing Yu already had.
"Heir of Nanmen, you should recognize him. However, at the moment, he is simply a person who no longer poses any danger," said Xing Yu hurriedly, knowing full well what Yin He meant to the people of Nanzheng, causing panic at the slightest whisper.
Xing Yu looked at Nanmen Yu, somewhat at a loss, worrying that Nanmen Yu might also...
"Don’t panic, let’s wait and see," Nanmen Yu said in silence, knowing now was not the time for questioning and that his men might see things more clearly than Xing Yu.
The guard was the same one who had checked on Zheng Congyuan earlier; now, upon seeing the young man on the bed, first shocked, then serious, he sat down and immediately grabbed ahold of Yin He’s wrist. As soon as he touched Yin He’s wrist, a trail of black smoke promptly twined up the guard’s arm.
The guard was extremely vigilant, and from his wrist, blue smoke began to emerge, entangling the black smoke. The black smoke, though fierce, quickly lost its ground upon meeting the blue smoke, and soon became weak, sporadic, and intermittent.
Seeing this, the guard hesitated for a moment but still sent his own blue smoke probing into the young man’s body. The black smoke, which had initially overflowed, now obediently followed the blue smoke back inside the young man.
Upon entering his body, the guard was immediately taken aback; the black energy within the young man was dispersed, resembling a loose bunch. These black smokes were energy that should have been stored in a designated place. The young man was like a cluster of loose sand, akin to a martial artist whose meridians were completely severed, nearly becoming a cripple.
The guard became curious as to how the young man could still be alive; albeit in a coma and weak, he was indeed alive. As the guard probed deeper, he discovered the answer.
It turned out that around the young man’s heart and other organs, there were clusters of black smoke protecting them. This smoke didn’t seem to belong to the young man himself; it not only protected him but also suppressed his energy, making him weaker.
The guard paused briefly; his energy had a miraculous neutralizing effect, which was why he could easily probe others’ bodies for investigation. However, the guard’s own spells were not the highest—not even considered medium-grade. Even though the cause of the young man’s coma was discovered, he was helpless.
But seeing how much the King valued the girl, the guard decided to try anyway. He didn’t have as much confidence in the young man as he did in the Emperor of Nanzheng, especially with so many free and aggressive black smokes inside the young man.
The guard slowly drove his blue smoke, gently pulling at the black smoke surrounding the young man’s vitals, trying to give more space to his organs. Although the method wasn’t very effective, the next moment the guard distinctly felt the young man’s breathing strengthen, and his pulse also became more vigorous than before.
"Cough, cough—" The person lying on the ground suddenly coughed, and the guard immediately hurried to withdraw his hand, as Xing Yu rushed over.
"Yin He, are you awake?" The young man opened his eyes and immediately fixed his gaze on the guard with a cold stare, as if he would kill the guard the next moment if he could.
"Yin He, how are you feeling?" Xing Yu asked concernedly, carefully checking and noticing that the young man’s complexion seemed much improved.
The young man’s gaze shifted, seemingly telling Xing Yu he was alright, then turned back to the guard, and after that turned to Nanmen Yu.
Nanmen Yu remained expressionless. His impression of the young man wasn’t significant; he only remembered that the young man was also one Zheng Nianru had saved. Moreover, as Xing Yu was now tending to Yin He, it seemed Zheng Nianru’s death had nothing to do with the young man.
Yet, the other party didn’t show up in time when Zheng Nianru needed help the most, saved Zheng Nianru, so perhaps, it was meaningless after all.
The young man seemed to detect the disdain and coldness in Nanmen Yu’s eyes, sneered, and wasn’t afraid; only puzzled why the other party saved him, and it seemed that he still didn’t understand the situation.
"Heir of Nanmen, thank you very much," Xing Yu’s voice now carried a lot more sincerity, looking at Nanmen Yu with gratitude as he nodded slightly in response.
"Everything is stable for now; you all rest," Nanmen Yu said, glancing at his guard before taking him outside the next moment.
"Yin He, you nearly scared me to death," Xing Yu said once they were alone, her eyes shining with concealed joy.
"Where are we?" The young man slowly asked; how did he come across these people, and why did they save him? It seemed that understanding his current situation was the first order of business.
