The heterochromatic eyes of White looked at the Young Master with some unease, as if something terrifying resided within those different-colored pupils.
"White, what's wrong with your eyes?"
"... It's somewhat complicated to explain." White glanced at the female werewolf beside him, his eyes full of wariness.
"Young Master, do you need me to deal with this person?"
The female werewolf's eyes narrowed slightly. In this Shadow Guard, she felt a hint of deadly danger.
Could it be that this small Shadow Guard is also a top-notch expert?
"No, no, this is Miss Zhen, the physician who has been treating me. During this period, I've been relying on her care."
"Physician?" White's heart trembled, and he quickly shifted his gaze back to the Young Master, "Are you injured?"
The Young Master scratched his head: "It seems there was an issue with my Bloodline Awakening. When I first arrived here, I coughed up blood. Luckily, Miss Zhen treated me, and I got a little better."
