The grip loosened by half, only to tighten once more.
"Don’t dirty your hands, should your brother handle it?" Su Yunling said softly, holding Gu Zhiqi’s wrist and speaking with a questioning tone.
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiqi did not respond but merely turned her head to look at Su Yunling.
When Su Yunling met Gu Zhiqi’s somewhat cool gaze, she paused.
This was the first time she had ever seen her .
Was this blond youth very important to her?
While her mind was filled with random thoughts, she continued to speak to Gu Zhiqi, "When an Ancient martial artist strikes a commoner with the intent to kill, they forfeit their Ancient Martial Arts skills."
Speaking gently and softly, Su Yunling recited the regulation of the Ancient Martial Arts Administration, and once finished, she looked at Gu Zhiqi with a gentle gaze.
Gradually, the strength in Gu Zhiqi’s hands eased until at last, she casually tossed Liu Yiyi aside.
Then, she squatted down, set aside the flowers she was holding, and began to check on Mo Weiran’s condition.
After being thrown to the ground, Liu Yiyi lay there, coughing and gasping for air.
Su Yunling merely glanced at her indifferently, then turned to Tang Yichen who had exited the car with her, "Take her away and deliver her to the Imperial Capital’s Ancient Martial Arts Administration."
"No problem," Tang Yichen responded, approaching Liu Yiyi. He sealed her Ancient Martial Arts and apprehended her with one hand, while also taking out his phone to send a message.
Su Yunling did not speak further, but instead squatted down and picked up the flower Gu Zhiqi had placed on the ground.
Afterward, she held a tissue with a slight look of disgust and wiped bloodstains off the flower.
"Who are you people? How dare you lay a hand on me, do you know who I am... Ah!" Finally regaining her composure, Liu Yiyi started to question them, but before she could finish, she was forcefully pushed to the ground by Tang Yichen.
"It doesn’t matter who you are. Once you’re in Master Tang’s hands, just shut up," Tang Yichen said to Liu Yiyi with a harsh tone,
"But I’m from the Medical Alliance... Ah! Ugh ugh ugh..." She couldn’t finish her sentence before crying out in pain once more.
Tang Yichen didn’t bother listening to her babble and simply took out a strip of tape to seal her mouth.
The commotion here was significant, with bystanders already drawn to the sight when Liu Yiyi had made her move.
Fearing trouble, the onlookers didn’t dare come too close but now, seeing that Liu Yiyi had been subdued, more and more people started gathering, yet none dared to get too near.
As the number of onlookers grew, there were whispers, as well as those using their phones to record videos.
Two minutes later, several groups of people arrived.
The security team from Heavenly Domain Pavilion came, the nearby Ever Winning Army rushed over, and personnel from the Ancient Martial Arts Administration did as well.
Then, they quickly took Liu Yiyi away and also took the injured Mo Weiran.
Tang Yichen stayed behind to deal with the aftermath while Gu Zhiqi and Mo Weiran got into the same car, with Su Yunling following, carrying the flower.
"Third Master, shall we go to the hospital?" Before starting the car, the driver turned back to glance at Su Yunling.
Instead of immediately answering his question, Su Yunling turned to Gu Zhiqi, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded, "Let’s go."
Actually, there was no need for a hospital visit, but they couldn’t just take him back to the Su Residence.
After some thought, going to the hospital seemed more appropriate.
"To the city hospital," Su Yunling said, pulling out his phone from his pocket and sending a message.
After sending the message, Su Yunling then held the flower and looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi was administering acupuncture to Mo Weiran, fine beads of sweat dotting her forehead.
Su Yunling could feel the fluctuations of her spiritual power and didn’t know whether those fluctuations were caused by her emotional upheaval or if she was using her spiritual power to treat him.