At this moment, Ye Xunhuan was in tatters from head to toe, his body stained with blood, making him look like a man made of blood, which was not an exaggeration. At the same time, his pale face appeared very weak, with his forehead completely drenched in cold sweat.

He looked utterly disheveled and extremely exhausted, as if he had crawled out from a pile of corpses.

White Rose had never seen Ye Xunhuan look so ragged; it was her first time seeing him like this, leaving her completely stunned and unable to believe her eyes while looking at Ye Xunhuan.

In White Rose's heart, Ye Xunhuan was an invincible existence, and there was no one in this world who could match him in a fight. Yet who would have thought that he could end up so disheveled?

"Did I scare you?" Ye Xunhuan slowly opened his mouth, his voice extremely low and raspy!

Hearing Ye Xunhuan's hoarse voice, White Rose immediately snapped back to reality, hurriedly saying, "Mas... Master... You... You are..."

In that instant, White Rose reverted to her old way of addressing Ye Xunhuan, no longer calling him Young Master.

"Something unexpected happened!"

In the next moment, White Rose hurriedly got up from the bed, swiftly stepping up to Ye Xunhuan. Ignoring whether his body was covered in blood, she directly helped him sit on the bed!

"Master, let me treat your wounds!"

Although White Rose slowly regained her composure, her voice still carried a slight tremor.

At this moment, the murderous intent on Ye Xunhuan's body had not completely faded, with a bit lingering, and his slightly bloodshot eyes were as fierce as those of a wild beast, making White Rose shudder from deep within!

Currently, White Rose was wearing a red robe, her lithe and slender figure faintly visible inside, alluring and tempting, with skin exposed to the air appearing white and jade-like, crystal clear, exuding a charm that could lead a man astray!

But Ye Xunhuan had no such thoughts; he only felt a burning sensation in his organs, making him feel extremely uncomfortable all over!

"No need!" Ye Xunhuan immediately stopped her, "Go prepare cold water for me!"

"Cold water?" White Rose was taken aback!

"Yes!" Ye Xunhuan repeated, "I want a cold bath!"

"But your wounds..."

"Go quickly!" Ye Xunhuan glared at White Rose fiercely.

Startled by Ye Xunhuan's slightly fierce look, White Rose didn't dare to say more, hurriedly replying, "I'll prepare it right away!"

White Rose quickly went to prepare cold water for Ye Xunhuan.

Luckily, White Rose lived in a villa with a bathroom in the bedroom, along with a bathtub, so there was no need to go outside.

And cold water was always available, so White Rose only needed to prepare it for Ye Xunhuan!

Very quickly, White Rose prepared the cold water, then came out of the bathroom: "Master, I've prepared it!"

Ye Xunhuan didn't say more and directly walked into the bathroom, with White Rose watching him, he removed his clothes without hesitation and stepped into the bathtub.

Upon seeing Ye Xunhuan sit in the bathtub, White Rose couldn't help but shiver.

It was deep winter, extremely cold weather, yet Ye Xunhuan was taking a cold bath; even watching made White Rose feel cold!

Especially considering Ye Xunhuan's wounds, now soaked in cold water...

Thinking of this, White Rose couldn't help but shiver!

Although Ye Xunhuan wasn't an ordinary person, which White Rose knew well, this scene still brought quite a shock to her!

Ye Xunhuan lay in the bathtub, immediately closing his eyes, striving to calm his inner self.

White Rose stood beside him, quietly watching Ye Xunhuan, not daring to make any move, merely keeping guard over him.

Seeing Ye Xunhuan's face filled with agony, White Rose's heart was full of wild curiosity and confusion; what in the world did Ye Xunhuan go through?

How did he end up like this?

While White Rose was intensely curious and wanted to know what had happened, she dared not ask anything.

In the bathtub, Ye Xunhuan's face incessantly shifted between shades of green and pale, filled with anguish as if enduring immense torment.

In reality, that was indeed the case.

The monk was from Shaolin, and Shaolin's martial arts were renowned for their ferocity. Ye Xunhuan engaged him in a fierce battle, resulting in a mutual defeat, with the terrifying energy injuring Ye Xunhuan's organs, the scorching Inner Strength rolling within as if a raging fire.

Thus, Ye Xunhuan resorted to cold water to suppress the heat raging in his organs!

But with the clash of ice and fire, Ye Xunhuan's face turned ferociously and painfully contorted, akin to a person resisting the temptation of drugs.

White Rose observed every change on Ye Xunhuan's face, her clenched fists slowly gathering, with cold sweat seeping from her palms, visibly revealing her anxiety and worry.

Time slipped by, second by second, but the ferocious and painful expression on Ye Xunhuan's face did not fade, he remained motionless in the bathtub, seeming almost unconscious.

Unsure how much time had passed, White Rose tentatively called out, "Master?"

Yet Ye Xunhuan seemed not to hear at all, ignoring her, causing White Rose to furrow her brow thoughtfully.

"Master..."

White Rose called out tentatively twice, but Ye Xunhuan still ignored her, intensifying White Rose's growing concern.

Then, with determination, White Rose bit her lip, seemingly making a significant decision, and slowly approached Ye Xunhuan.

When she reached Ye Xunhuan's side, White Rose cautiously extended her hand, gently tapping Ye Xunhuan's shoulder, "Master..."

As soon as White Rose's hand touched Ye Xunhuan's shoulder, she was jolted as if receiving an electric shock, her right hand swung away instantly.

This strange occurrence made White Rose's heart tremble involuntarily.

What's going on here?

"Master..."

White Rose reached out once again to touch Ye Xunhuan, but the result was the same; her right hand was pushed away by an invisible force, and her right hand began to feel slightly numb.

White Rose was dumbfounded, staring at the motionless Ye Xunhuan in the bathtub, at a complete loss for what to do.

What on earth was happening here?

Though White Rose had been with Ye Xunhuan for quite some time, she had never encountered such a situation—it was entirely unprecedented.

Moreover, this situation resembled scenes from countless martial arts films, where a master practices deeply.

But could this be practice?

Knowing Ye Xunhuan was covered in injuries, how was it possible?

White Rose panicked, utterly unsure of what to do, and crucially, she couldn't grasp what was happening; she had no idea what would happen to Ye Xunhuan if it continued!

Suddenly, a figure flashed through White Rose's mind!