The severe pain in his chest and abdomen finally caused Yun Wenfang to collapse on one knee to the ground. His vision became somewhat blurred, and he seemed unable to believe that he had suddenly sustained such serious internal injuries. The expression on his face was somewhat bewildered.

Only when he felt someone standing in front of him did Yun Wenfang blink and raise his head.

“You…” Yun Wenfang seemed about to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out another mouthful of blood. However, this spitting cleared his mind somewhat and made him realize that his injuries were not light.

Xiao Jingxi lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at Yun Wenfang kneeling on the ground with a very indifferent expression, as if he wasn’t the one who had just struck and injured someone: “I remember I said before that you should be grateful your surname is Yun.”

“Cough… cough cough… You, you know martial arts?” After coughing violently for a moment, Yun Wenfang looked at Xiao Jingxi with a complex expression.

Xiao Jingxi didn’t answer his question. He simply beckoned his guards over and instructed indifferently: “Have two people escort him back to the Yun family. He might still be saved.”

The guards immediately brought two subordinates forward to help Yun Wenfang up. However, Yun Wenfang’s gaze remained fixed on Xiao Jingxi. Whether due to his injuries causing blurred vision or not, the hatred and viciousness in his eyes had diminished considerably.

But before Yun Wenfang was dragged away by the guards, he still struggled, seemingly wanting to say something, only to be cut off by Xiao Jingxi’s words: “Yun Wenfang, this is the last time.”

Xiao Jingxi’s words were very light and gentle, making it impossible to discern any emotion, yet they caused everyone present to feel a chill in their hearts, as if sensing an overwhelming pressure that made their spines involuntarily bend.

Tonghe, who had followed Xiao Jingxi for many years, knew his master was warning Yun Wenfang not to try challenging his tolerance again. In fact, in all these years, he had never seen his master this angry, even though no emotional fluctuation was visible on his master’s face. Tonghe thought that Second Young Master Yun should indeed be grateful for his surname. If not for the face of Grand Consort Yun and the Princess Consort, today would certainly not have ended with just serious injuries.

Thinking this, before Yun Wenfang could speak, Tonghe inconspicuously knocked him unconscious with a chop of his hand, then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and signaled the guards to quickly take him away.

Xiao Jingxi didn’t spare Yun Wenfang another glance and turned to board his carriage.

When Yun Wenfang was delivered back to the Yun family by the Yanbei Prince’s Manor guards, it gave the Yun family quite a shock, especially seeing the bloodstains on his body and his pale complexion, indicating serious injuries.

Old Madam Yun asked the guards how Yun Wenfang had been injured. The guards maintained a respectful attitude toward Old Madam Yun, but their reply was: “You should ask Second Young Master Yun himself when he wakes up. The second Young Master has injured his heart meridians and internal organs. If not treated soon, his life may be in danger.” After saying this, the guards excused themselves, citing official duties, and left, regardless of what the Yun family might think.

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Yun and Eldest Madam Yun were startled and frantically sent people to summon a physician to the manor.

Yun Wenting hurried over and felt Yun Wenfang’s pulse before the physician arrived, causing him to frown.

“How, how is he?” Eldest Madam Yun’s face still showed signs of panic, deeply afraid of hearing anything bad from Yun Wenting.

Yun Wenting’s furrowed brow relaxed slightly as he quietly comforted his mother and grandmother: “Second Brother has a strong constitution. He’ll be fine.”