"It's nothing to worry about. Miss Yu's body has mostly recovered after she coughed up that black blood."
"However, this is just Qiao Sihai realizing we're clearing out his Gu-in-Gu and striking back. In a way, it's indirectly helping us. It also lets us know his location. He's within a five-kilometer radius."
Having obtained the Qiao Family's thread-bound manual on Gu Techniques, Jiang Xinghai had a rough understanding of the subject.
"Five kilometers? The Ten Thousand Buddha Temple is just three kilometers away. That fits," Zhu Yan said, her eyes lighting up.
"Miss Zhu, we'll pay them a visit shortly." Jiang Xinghai had already decided to seize this opportunity to capture Qiao Sihai.
Zhu Yan nodded. "I'm ready when you are."
Just then, the atmosphere in the room grew oppressive, as if an invisible aura was emanating from Jiang Xinghai. "Miss Yu, forgive my transgression."
Before his voice had even faded, he placed both hands on her.
