After confirming that He Feng had left, Yan Lu's back trembled violently, his knees fell weakly, and a glaring streak of blood flowed from his rosy lips. As expected, it was still a bit forced.
Shaking his dizzy head, Yan Lu forced a smile, uglier than tears, onto his usually flamboyant face. He extended his slender hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you out."
He Mo gave him a complicated look, and the star water droplets he had taken back atomized within his body. His pale face reddened considerably. He grabbed Yan Lu's sleeve, and the rich star power flowed from his arm into Yan Lu's entire body. "You're seriously injured."
Feeling a mysterious power constantly repairing his internal injuries, Yan Lu stared at the young man who was concentrating on treating him for a long time, and whispered, "My injuries are not serious, you don't have to..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and focus on healing." He Mo interrupted him. Since he had been exposed today, there was no need to hide it.
He Mo didn't let go of Yan Lu's hand until the injuries in his body showed signs of healing. This guy's lungs and internal organs had suffered severe backlash. If he hadn't acted immediately to treat him, he would have had to lie down for at least three months according to the current medical conditions.
"You must be wondering why the Golden Lion Clan leader is from the Black Python Clan." Yan Lu said softly in the silence, a rare bitterness on his nonchalant face. "I can't tell you because it's for your safety. After you get out of here, just pretend what happened today never happened. I won't let He Feng bother you again. Leave Central Star. I don't want you to be involved in the trouble here."
"Do you think He Feng will really let me go?" He already knew that He Feng was not the original He Feng, but a member of the Black Python clan. Knowing such a big secret, there was no way He Feng would let him go. Today, she only spared him for the sake of Yan Lu. When she had time, he would definitely be silenced. Only the dead are the safest.
Everyone understands this principle clearly.
Yan Lu hurriedly spoke, but accidentally choked. He coughed heavily a few times to suppress the discomfort in his throat before speaking, "My position in the clan is very special. If I just ask, He Feng will never dare to kill you openly."
"Okay." He Mo patted Yan Lu's shoulder: "I will be careful. Thank you very much for today."
Yan Lu turned his head away awkwardly and muttered softly, "Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have saved you if it weren't because I owed you a favor."
Outside the talent pool.
In the sky, a huge shadow was slowly circling, and it was actually a military starship.
Small spaceships flew out from the military starship, and in the leading spaceship, one could vaguely see a man respected by all the Federation.
He Feng, who was rushing in from afar, landed steadily in front of Qin Chong and the direct descendants of the Golden Lion clan who were waiting in the Talent Pool before the spaceship landed.
Just as they stood still, the spaceship landed in front of them. The door of the spaceship opened silently, revealing an indifferent and cold face: "He Feng clan leader, Zhong Qing is very proud of your visit."
He Feng smiled and walked over to him, then stood at the perfect position. Facing the man's cold gaze, she said, "Of course not. It's an honor to meet with His Excellency Zhong Qing."
Zhong Qing nodded slightly, and glanced at the Golden Lion Clan's direct descendants standing nearby. He didn't find the person he was looking for, and worry flashed across his deep eyes. "To be honest, I'm here to look for someone today."
"Oh?" He Feng covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "Who has the honor to have Lord Zhong Qing come and invite him personally?"
Zhong Qing turned on his light brain, and a familiar face appeared in front of He Feng: "His name is He Mo, and he is my fiancé." Zhong Qing introduced him in a somewhat unnatural tone. When he said the word "fiancé", a suspicious blush appeared behind his ears.
He Mo, who arrived with Yan Lu, said: "...
Who is this guy, and when did he get a fiancé?!
The adjutant following behind Zhong Qing: "???"
When did his general get a fiancé? How come he didn't know?!
"So Xiao Mo is your fiancé, but I've never heard him talk about this." He Fengyan smiled and glanced at He Mo who was walking from behind. Her face was gentle and a little surprised to hear the news. She behaved very normally, as if she had never tried to kill He Mo.
"It was decided by Xiao Mo's grandfather." Zhong Qing cleared his throat and said nothing more, seeming to be quite embarrassed. He had seen the young man slowly approaching from the corner of his eye. There was confusion on his fair little face, and his doubtful eyes kept scanning him up and down, which was very adorable. The general straightened his back, trying to show his best side.
He Mo: Grandpa had already arranged this marriage for him?! How come he didn't know?!
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