C445 That Sword Light

"Cough."

Xiao Jian landed beside Han Yue. He covered his chest and coughed lightly. A trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

This startled Han Yue. She hurriedly supported his arm, worry in her eyes. "Are you alright?"

"It's just a backlash, nothing more." Xiao Jian took a light breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said calmly.

"That's good