While the two of them were cursing endlessly, there was a sudden movement outside. The door was knocked open with a bang. The three people's expressions changed at the same time and jumped up from the chairs. Two servants helped Zhao Liancheng into the room. Zhao Liancheng was covered in blood, and there were several knife wounds on his shoulders and back. The blood was still flowing out. After losing too much blood, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth. The pain was unbearable.
Zhou Tianhao hastily closed his pulse and stopped the bleeding. He helped Zhao Yixiao to lie on the bed and asked, "Old Zhao, what happened?" Zhao Liancheng frowned and said in a weak voice, "Don't mention it. Old Shi is done. I haven't heard any news yet." Fu Qingshan stared at him and shouted, "Fu*k, who
