C155 Strange Fate

Wu Tian stumbled to the door. His clothes were stained with blood. His sleeves were cut by weapons like swords and knives, and his hair was messy. He held a pillar with one hand, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

"Young Master Wu, are you alright?" Qingjiu looked at him and saw that he was not injured. She guessed that the Wu family's matter should have been resolved