"Yi!" The young female attendant started, aghast at Wei Wuyin's abrupt and bloody display. It was just her, but Tang Xingyun and Bai Yuxi were thunderstruck by Wei Wuyin's expulsion of blood and violent coughs. They both had the same thought: 'He's really injured!'
Their minds had always been honed into this belief that Wei Wuyin's astounding powers had been attributed to a self-harming method, so witnessing the consequences of this only reinforced that thought. It furthered their belief that Lin Ming was the right choice, and Bai Yuxi's hidden guilt of helping a particular candidate, likely going against her faction, had dissipated into air.
Wei Wuyin stopped his body short of a full-on kneel, hoisting himself up seemingly out of sheer willpower as his knees trembled. It took a long moment before he regained himself, coughing once more as if to remove the congested blood and relieve some pressure in his lungs. With a pale expression, he lifted his eyes and observed Lin Ming.
