The young man looked at Xiao Yunjing's leg. The blood flowing from it had turned black, and the poison had already seeped into his bones and blood, indicating he had been poisoned for about an hour. His body was already growing cold. Lying in the snow like this, even if he wasn't eaten by wild beasts or killed by the poison, he would still freeze to death.
The young man hesitated for a long moment. Finally, he looked around, scratched his head, then bent down and hoisted Xiao Yunjing onto his shoulder. With his other hand, he picked up Xiao Yunjing's strange bag. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the woods.
「Outside,」Yun No. 6 couldn't find his Young Master and was frantic.
In the Secret Sect, aside from Yun No. 2, who was highly skilled and intelligent, most of the others were like Yun No. 6 himself—a bit slow-witted when faced with problems. Not everyone in the Secret Sect was sharp-minded.
